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O Marlborough's captains, and Eugenio's Threw horse and horseman to the ground,

The kindest mistress, and the furest quide, Whose vacant feats, by Virtue bought,
To catch a likeness at one piercing fight,

Ambitious emperors have fought :
And place the fairest in the faireft light ;

Where Britain's foremost nanies are found, Ere yet thy pencil tries her nicer toils,

I: peace belov'd, in war renown'd, Or on thy palette lie the blended oils,

Who made the hostile nations moan, Thy careless chalk has half atchiev'd thy art, Or brought a blessing on their own : And her just image makes Cleora start.

II.
A mind that grasps the whole is rarely found, Once more a son of Spencer waits,
Haif learn'd, half painters, and half wits abound; A name familiar to thy gates;
Few, like thy genius, at proportion aim, Sprung from the chief whole prowess grin'd:
All great, all graceful, and throughout the fame. The Garter while thy founder reign'd,

Such be thy life, O since the glorious rage He offer'd here his dinted shield,
That fir’d, thy youth, flames unfubdued by age; The dread of Gauļs in Creliis field,
Though wealth, por fame now touch thy lated Which, in thy high-arch'd temple raisid,
mind,

For four long centuries hath blaz'd.
Still tinge the canvas, bountcous to mankind;

III. Since after thee may rise an impious line,

These feats our fires, a hardy kiad, Coesfe manglers of the human face divine, To the fierce sons of war.confin'd, Paint on, till Fate diffolve thy mortal part, The flower of chivalry, who drew, And live and die the monarch of thy art.

With fincw'd arm the stubborn yew :

Or with heav'd pole-ax clear's the field; ON THE DEATH OF THE EARL OF CADOGAN.

Or who, in julls and tourneys skill'd,

Before their ladies' eyes renown'd, friends,

IV,
The last, Cadogan, to the grave descends :
Low lies each hand, whence Blenheim's glory Our patriots in the lift were join'd,

In after-times, as courts refin'd,
sprang,
The chiefs who conquer'd, and the barus who fung.

Not only Warwick, itain'd with blood, From his cold corse though every friend be filed,

Or Marlborough near the Danube's flood,

Have in their crimfon croises glow'd ;
Lo! Envy waits, that lover of the dead :
Thus did the scign o'er Nassau's hearse to mourn;

But, on jutt lawgivers beltow'd,

These emblems Cecil did inveft,
Thus wept, infidious, Churchill, o'er thy urn;
To blait the living, gave the dead their due,

Aid gleam'don wie Godolpkin's breaite.
And wieaths, her self had cainted, trim’d anew.

V: Thot, yet unnam'd to fill his empty place,

So Greece, cre arts began to rise,
Andlead to war thy country's growing race,

Fix'd huge Orion in the skics,
Take every wish a British heart can frame, And stern Alcides, fam'd in wars,
Add palm to palm, and rise from fame to fame. Befpangled with a thoufand stars;
Au bour must come, when thou shalt hear with Till letter'd Athens round the pole
rage,

Made gentler constellations roll ;
Thyself traduc'd, and curse a thankless age:

In the blue heavens the lyre the strung, Nor yet for this decline the generous Atrile,

And near the Maid the * Balance hung. These ills, brave men, small quit thee with thy life,

VI. blive though itain'd by every abje& flave,

Then Spencer, mount amid the band,
Secure of fame and justice iu the grave.

Where knights and l.ings promiscuous stand.
Ah! 00-when once the mortal yields to Fate, Whut though the hero's flame repress’d
The blatt of Fame's sweet trumpet sounds too late, Burns calmly in thy generous breast!
Too late to flay the spirit on its flight,

Yet who more dauntiefs to oppose
Or focth the new inhabitant of light;

In doubtful days our home-bred foes !
Who hears regardless, while fond man, distress’d, who rais'd his country's wealth so high,
Hangs on the aöfent, and lanienis the blest. Or view'd with less defiring eye!
Farewel then fame, ill fought thro' fields and

VII
blood,
Farewel unfaithful promiser of good :

The sage who large of soul surveys

"The globe, and al. its empires weichs, Thou music, warbling to the deafen'd ear! Thou incense walted on the funeral bier !

Watchful the various clines to guide,

Which feas, and tongues, and faiths, divide, Through life pursued in vain, by death obtain’d,

A nobler name in Windsor's thrine When ak’d deny'd us, and when given dildain’d.

Shall leave, is right the muse divine,

Than (prung of old, abhorr'd and vain,
AN ODE INSCRIBED TO

From ravag'd realms and myriads flain.
THE EARL OF SUNDERLAND

VIII
At Windfor.
1.

Why praise we, prodigal o fame, "HOU dome, where Edward first enroll'd

The rage that sets the world on flame? His red-cross knights and barons bold,

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My guiltless Muse his brow shall bind

Nor all those leaves that now the prospect grace, Whose godlike bounty Spares mankind.

Could match the numbers of its pygmiv Tace, For those, whom bloody garlands crown,

What urg'd this mighty empire to its tate,
The bruss may breathe the marble frown, i tale of woe and wonder, i relate.
To him through cvery rescued land,

When Albion rul'd the land, whose lineage came Ten thousand living trophies stand.

From Neptune mingling with a mortal dame,
Their midnight pranks the sprightly fairies play'd
On every hill and danc'd in every ih de:

But, foes to fun-fhine, most trey took delight
KENSINGTON GARDEN.

In dells and dades conceal’ed from human fight :

There hew'd their houses in the arching rock; 6.-Car pes, u: Troja fuit." Virg.

Or scoop'd the bosom of the blasted oak; FITUERE Kenfin nou, high o'er the neighbour. The difiant murnurs of the failing riil.

Or heard, o'ershadowed by sume shelving hill, ilig inds AT? ;*iens and sweets, a regal fabric, stands,

They, rich in pilfer'd fpoils, indulg'd their mirth, A..Sees each spring, luxuriant in her bowers,

And pity'd he liuge wretched fops of earth. A snow of blossoms, and a wild of flowers,

Er'n now, 'tis sad, ihe hirds o'erhear their train, The dames of Britain oft in crowds repair

And strive to view their airy forms in van: To gravel walks, and unpolluted air.

They to their cells at man's approach repair, Here, while the town in damps and darkness lies, The whillt poor mortals startle at the found

Like the shy leveret, or the mother-hare,
They breathe in fun-fhine, and ice azure skies;
Each walk, with robes of various dyes bespread,

Of unseen footsteps on the haunted ground. Seems from afar a moving tulip-bed,

Amid this garden, then with weeds o'ergrown, Where rich brocades and glofly damasks glow, Stood the lov'd seat of royal Oberon. And chints, the rival of the thowery bow. From every region to his palace-gate Here England's daughter, darling of the land,

Came peers and princes of the fairy state, Sometimes, surrounder with her virgin band,

Who, rank'd in council round the sacred thade, Gleams through the ihudes. She, towering o'er From Thames fair banks, by Jofty towers adora'd,

Their monarch's will and great bchests obey d. the rest. Stands fairest of the fairer kind conseft,

With loads of plunder oft their chiefs returnd: Form’d to gain hearts, that Brunswick’s cause de Hence in proud robes, and colours bright and gay, ny'd,

Shone every knight and cvery lovely fay. And charm a people to her father's side.

Whoc'er en Powell's dazzling stage display'd,

Hath fanid kiny Pepin and his Court survey'd, Long have these groves to royal guests been May guess, if old by modern things we trace, known,

I he pomp and splendor of the fairy-tace.
Nor Naflau first prefer'd them to a throne.
Ere Norman banners wav'd in British air;

By magic fenc'd, by spells encompass'd round, Ere lordly Hubba with the golden hair

No mortal touch'd this interdicted ground; Pour'd in his Danes ; ere eider Julius came;

No mortal enter'd, those alone who came

Stol'n from the couch of some terrestrial dame : Or Dardan Brutus gave our ifle a name; A prince of Albion's lineage grac'd the wood,

For oft of babes they robb'd the matron's bed, The scene of wars, and stain'd with lovers' blood.

And left some fickly changeling in the I flead.

It chanc'd a youth of Albion's royal blood You, who thro' gazing crowds, your captive Was softer'd here, the wonder of the wood.

Milkah for wiles above her peers renown'd, Throw pan s and passions as you move along,

Deep-skill'd in charms, and many a mystic found, Turn on your left, ye fair, your radient eyes,

As through the regal dome she sought for prey, Where all unlevel'd the gay garden lies :

Observ'd the infant Albion where he lay If generous anguish for another's pains

In mantles broidered o'er with gorgeous pride, Ere heav'd your hearts, or thiver'd through your

And stole him from the sleeping mother's fide. veins, Look down attentive on the pleasing dale,

Who now but Milkah triumphs in her mind! And listen to my melancholy tale.

Ah, wretched nymph, to future evils blind!

The time shall come when thou shalt dearly pay Thut hollow space, where now in living rows Line above line the yew's sad verdure grows,

The theft, hard-hearted, of that guilty day: Was, cre the planter's hand its beauty gave,

I hou in thy turn, thale like the Queco repine,

And all her sorrows doubled shall be thine: A common pit, a rude unfashion'd cave. The lardskip now so sweet the well may praise :

He who adorns thy house, the lovely boy But far, far sweeter in its ancient days,

Who now adorns it, fall at length dellroy. Far (wecter was it, when its peopled ground Two hundred moods in their pale course had With fair domes and dazzling towers was crown'd. secn Where in the midst those verdant pillars fpring, The gay-rob'd fairies glimmer on the green, Rose the proud palace of the Elfin king; And Albion now had reach'd in youthful prime For every hedge of vegetable green,

To nineteen years, as mortals measure time la happier years a crowded itreet was seen ;

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Flului d with refifless charms he fir'd to love 'Twas here one nown, the gaudies of the May,
Each bunph and little Dryad of the grove; The itill, the secret, silent hour of day,
For filmu Milkhípr'd not to enploy

Beneath a lofty tulip's ample shade
Her utmut art to rear the princely buy;

Sat the young lover and th’immortal maid. Each simple limb she swathi'd, and tender bone, They thought all fairies fept, ah, luckless pair! od to the Elfin Aandard kept him down ; Hid, but in vain, in the sun's noon-tide glare ! She robbed dwarf-eld 'ts of their fragrant fruit, Ilhen Albion, leaning on his Kenna's breast, And fed him early with the daily's root,

Thus all the softness of his foul exprer: Whence through his veins the powerful juices dan,

" All things are hufid. The sun's meridian rays And form'd in beauteous miniature the man.

· Veil the horizon in oue mighty blaze : Yet lill, two inches taller than the rest,

i Nor mioon nor far in heaven's blue arch is scen His lofty port his humın birth confeit;

With kindly rays to silver o'er the green, A foot in hight, how liately did he show!

• Grareil to fairy eyes, they furet take How look fuperior on the crowd below!

• Their rest, and only wretched mortals wake, What kni-hi like him could toss the rushy lance !

"This dead of day I fly to thee alone, Who more lo graceful in the mazy dance!

· A world to me, a multitude in one. A hage Po nice, or features half to fair,

Oh, sweet as dew-drops on these flowery lawns. Wize'i could bouti! or such a flow of bair !

• When the sky opens, and the evening dawns ! B:1 bt Kenna fuw, a princess born to rein, Ani hit the charnier burn in every vein.

• Straight as the pink, that towers to high in air,

Saft as the blow-bell! as the daisy, fair! SŁs berefs to this empire's potent lord,

• Ble't be the hour, when first I was convey'd Ptt'? like the stars, aud next the moon ador'd.

' An infant captive to this blitsful shade ! Sks, whom at distance thrones and princedono

And bleit the hand that did my form refine, view'd,

' And shrunk my ftature to a match with thine! Torhom proud Orieland Azuriel sued,

• Glue I for thee renounce the royal birth, It her high palace languith'd, void of joy,

• And all the giant-daughters of the earth. &rd fia'd in secret for a mortal boy.

{Thon, it thy breast with equal ardor burn, He too was Smit:en, and discretly itrovc • Renounce thy kind, and love for love return. courtly deeds to gain the vircino love.

• So from us twin, coobin'd ly nuptial ties, Ta her ne cull'd the faireit flowers that grew, A race unknown of demi-gods Thail rise. se non ing suns had drain'd their fracrant dew; • o speak my love! my vows with vows repay, He chac'd the ho, net in his mid-day, flight, ' And sweetly swear iny rising fears away.' And brought her glow-worms in the noon of To whom the shining azure of her eyes

More brighten'd) thus th' enamoured maid replies: Whet on ripe fruits she call a wishing eye, D.dever sibion think the tree too high !

• By all the fars, and first the glorious moon,

I swear, and by the head of Oberon. Hefne'd her where the pregnant goldtinch hong,

• A dreadful oath! no prince of fairy line "And the wren-m ther brooding o'er her young ;

• Shall e'er in wedlock plight his vows with mine, To ker th' inscription on their eggs he read,

• Where-c'er my footsteps in the dance are seen, (Admire

, ye clerks, the youth whom Milkaḥ bred) To her he show'd cach herb of virtuous juice,

May toadstools rife, and mildews blait the green, Their

May the keen calt-wind blight my favourite powers distinguish'd, and describ'd their

flowers,

• And snakes and spotted adders haunt my bowers. All vain their powers, alas ! to Kenna prove,

' Confind whole ages in an hemlock shade And well sung Ovid, “There's no herb for love."

There rather pine I a neglected maid, As when a ghost, enlarg'd from realms below,

Or worse, exil'd from Cynthia's gentle rays, Steks its old friend to tell some secret woe, • Parch in the sun a thouland summer-clays, poor fhave shivering itands, and must not

• Than any prince, a prince of fairy line, break

• In facred wedlock plight his vows with mine.' Hi painful silence till the mortal speak ; Solar'd it with the little love-fick maid,

She ended, and with lips of rofy hue Forbid to utter, what her eyes betray'd.

Dipp'd five times over in ambrosiai dew,

Stifled his words. When from his covert rear'd, He law ber anguish, and reveal’d his flame, And spard the blushes of the tongue-iy'd dame.

The frowning brow of Oberon appear'd. The day would fail me, should I reckon o'er A fun-flower's trunk was near, whence (kiibag The tighs they lavilh’d, and the oaths they swore

light!) in words to melting, that compar'd with those

The munarch issued, half an ell in height: The nicest courtthip of terrestrial beaux

Full on the fair a furious look he alt, Would found like compliments, from country Thac through the woodland echoedd far and wide,

Nor spoke; but gave his bu le-horn a blait clowns To red-cheek'd sweet-hearts in their home-fpun

And drew a fuvarm of suljects to his fide.

A hundred cholen knights, in war renowald, gowns.

Drive Albion banith'd from the sacred ground; All in a lawn of many a various hue A bed of flowers a fairy forest) grew;

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And twice ten myriads guard the bright abode s, Along its banks the pigny legions spread
Where the proud king, amidst his demi-gods, She spics, and haughty Oriti at thcir head.
For Kenna's sudden bridal bids prepare,

Soon with wrong'd Albion's came the host she And to Azuriel gives the weeping fair

fires, lf fame in arms, with ancient birth combin’d, And counts the ocean's god among his fires; A faultless beauty, and a spotless mind,

• The ocean's god, by whom thali le o’erthrowo, To love and praise cap generous fouls incline, (Styx heard his oath) the tyrant Oberon, That love, Azuriel, and that praise, was thine.

See here bencath a toadstool's deadly gloom Blood, only less than royal, fillid thy veins, Lies Albion : him the fates your leader doom. Proud was thy roof, and large thy fair domains. Hear, and obey; 'tis Neptune's powerful call, Where now the kies high Holland-house invades, By him Azuriel and his king fall fall.' Aud Niort-liv'd Warwick sadden'd all the thades, she said. They bow'd, and on their fields Thy dwelling stood: nor did in him afford

up-bore A nobler owner, or a lovelier lord.

With thouts their new-saluted emperor. For thee a hundred fields producid their store, Hivin Oriel (mild: at least to smile he trove, And by iny name ten thousand vallals swore; And hopes of vengeance triumph'd over love. Só lov'd th; name, that, at the monarch's choice, See now the mourner of the lonely shade Ail fairy louced with a general voice.

By gods protected, and hy hosts obey'd, Orici alone a secret ragc fupprelt,

A flave, a chief, by fickic fortune's play, That from his bofom heav'd the golden vest. In the short course of ope revolving day. Along the banks of Thame his empire rau, What wonder if the youth; so strangely bleft, Wide was his range, and populous his clan. Felt bis heart flutter in his little breast ! When cleanly servants, if we trust old tales, His thick embattled troops, with secret pride, Belise their wages had good fairy vails,

He views extended half an acre wide; Whole heaps of lilver tokens, nightly paid, More light he treads, mçre ligh: he seems to risc, The careful wife, or the near dairy-maid,

And ftruts a straw-breadth nearer to the kies. Sunk not his flores. With smiles and powerful O for thy Muse, great Bard, * whose lofty Itrains bribes

In battle join'd the Pigmies and the Cranes ! He gain'd the leaders of his neighbour tribes, Each gaudy knighe, had I that warmth divine, Andere the right the face of caven had chang’d, Each colour'd legion in my verse should ibine. Beneath his bannero half the wiries rang'd. But simple 1, and innocen. of art,

Meanwhile, driven back to earth, a lonely way the tale, that sooth'd my insant years, im. part, The chearless Albion wander'd half the day,

The tale I heard whole winter-eves, untirid, A long, long journey, choak'd with brakes and And ling the battles, that my ourse inspir'd. thorns,

Now the shrill corn-pipes, echoing loud to arms, Ill-measured by ten thousand barley-corns.

To rank and file reduce the straggling swarms. Tir'd out at length, a spreading stream he spy'd, Thick rows of spears at once, with sudden glare, Fed by old Thame, a daughter of the tide: A grove of necdles, glitter in the air ; 'Twas then a spreading stream, though now, its Loose in the winds small ribbon-treamers dow, farne

Dipt in all colours of the heavenly-bow, Obscur’d, it bears the Creek's inglorious name, And the way hoft, that now its march pursues, And creeps, as through contracted bounds it ftrays, Cleams o'er the ineadows in a thousand hucs. A leap for boys in these degenerate days.

On Buda's plain, thus formidably bright, On the clear crystal's verdant bank he stood, Shone Alia's sons, a pleasing dreadful light. And tlırice lookid backward on the faral wood, In various robes their filken troops were seed, And thrice negroan d, and thrice he beat his breast, the blue, the red, and prophet's sacred green? And thus in tears his kindred gods addrest. When blooming Brunswick, near the Danube's

• 1f true, ye watery powers, my lineage came flood, • From Neptune mingling with a mortal dame, First ftain'd his maiden (word in Turkith blood. • Down to his cours, with coral garlands crown'd, Unseen and filent march the low brigades • I brough all your grottos wast my plaintive Through pathless wilds, and upfrequented shades sound,

In hope already vanquish'd by surprize, • And urge thegod, whose trident snakes the carth, In Albion!s power the fairy empire lics; • To grace his offspring, and alsert my birth.' Already has he seized on Kenna's charms,

He said. A gentle Naiad heard his prayer, And the glad beauty trembles in his arms. And, touch'd with pity for a lover's care, The march concludes: and now in prospe & Stoots to the sea, where low beneath the tides

near, Old Neptune in th' unfathom'd deep relides. But fenc'd with arms, the hofile towers appear, Rouz'd at the news, the fea's ftern sultan swore For Oberon, or Druids falsely fing, Revenge, and scarce from present arms forbore ; Wore his prime visier in a magic ring, But firit the nymph his harbinger he sends, A fubtle spright, that opening plots foretold And to her care the favourite boy commends. By suddeu dimness on the beamy gold. As through the Thames her backward course the guides,

* Mr. Addison. Drivin up his current by the refluent tides,

Hence,

Hence, in a crescent form'd, his legions bright With one stern frown the wide-Spread deep deform.s,
With beating bosoms waited for the fight; And works the madding ocean into storms.
To charge their foes they march, a glittering band, O'er foaming mountains, and through bursting
And in their van doth bold Azuriel ftand.

tides, What rage that hour did Albion's foul possess, Now high, now low, the bounding chariot rides, Let chiess imagine, acd let lovers guess!

Tillthrough the Thames in a loud whirlwind's roar Forth issuing from his ranks, that trove in vain It shoots, and lands him on the destin'd More. To check his course, athwart the dreadful plain Now fix'd on earth his towering stature stood, He frides indignant : and with haughty crics Hung o'er the mountains, ando'erlook'd the wood, To fingle fight the fairy prince defics.

To Brumpton's grove one ample Atride he took, Forbear! rash youth, th' unequal war to try ; (The valleys trembled, and the forests shook) Nor, sprung from mortals, with immortals vic. The next huge step reach'd the devoted shade, No god fands ready to avert thy doom,

Where choak'd in blood was wretched Albion laid : Nor yet thy grandfire of the waves is come. Where now the vanquish'd with the victors join'do My words arc vain--no words the wretch can Beneath the regal banners stood combin'd. move,

Th' embattled dwarfs with rage and scorn he By beauty dazzled, and bewitched by love :

past, He longs, he burns, to win the glorious prize, And on their town his eye vindi&tive cast. And sees no danger, while he sees her eyes. In deep foundations his strong crident cleaves,

Now from each host the eager warriors start, And high in air th' up-rooted empire heaves; And furious Albion flings his hasty dart.

On his broad engine the vast ruin hung, Twas feacher'd from the bee's transparent wing, which on the foe with force divine he fiung: And its fhaft ended in a hornet's sting!

Aghalt the legions, in th’approaching shade, But, tost in rage, it fiew without a wound, Th’inverted {pires and rocking domes survcy'd High o'er the foc, and guiltless pierc'd the ground. That downward tumbling on the host below Not fo Azuriel's : with unerring aim,

Cruth'd the whole nation at one dreadful blow. Too near the needle-pointed javelin came, Towers, arms, nymphs, warriors are together loft, Drove through the seven-fold Thield, and filken | And a whole empire falls to sooth fad Albion's veft,

ghoft. And lightly ras'd the lover's ivory breast.

Such was the period, long restrain'd by fate,
Rouz'd at the smart, and riling is the blow, And such the downfall of the fairy state.
With his keen sword he cieaves his fairy foe, This dale, a pleasing region, not unbleft,
Sheer from the Moulder to the waist he cleaves, This dale posleft they; and had still possett;
And of one arm the tottering trunk bereaves. Had not their monarch, with a father's pride,

His useless steel brave Albion wields no more, Rent from her lord th' inviolable bride,
But iterniy smiles, and thinks che combat o'er: Ralh to diffolve the contract seal'd above,
So had it been, had aught of mortal strain, The solemn vows and sacred bonds of love.
Or less than fairy, felt the deadly pain.

Now, where his elves so sprightly danc'd the round, Bat empyrcal fornis, howe'er in fight

No violet breathes, nor daily paints the ground, Gath'd and dismember'd, calily unite.

His towers and people fill onc common grave, As fome frail cup of China's purest niold,

A shapeless ruin, and a barreu cave. With azure varnish'd, and bedropt with gold, Beneath huge hills of smoking piles he lay, 'Though broke, if cur'd by some nice virgin's hands, Stunn'd and confounded a whole lumimer's day, In its old strength and pristine beauty stands ; At length awak'd (for what can long restrain The tumults of the boiling bohea braves,

Unbody'd spirits !) but awak'd in pain : And holds secure the coffee's fable waves :

And as he saw the desolated wood, So did Azuriel's arm, if fame say true,

And the dark den where once his empire food, Rejoin the vital trunk whence first it grew; Grief chill'd his heart: to his half-open'd eyes And, whilst io wonder fix'd poor Albion stood, In every oak a Neptune seem'd to rise : Plung d the curs’d fabre in his heart's warm blood. He fled: and left, with all his trembling peers, The golden broidery, tender Milkah wove, The long possession of a thousand years. The breast, to Kenna facred and to love,

Through bush, through brake, through groves Lie rent and mangled: and the gaping wound

and gloomy dales, Pours out a flood of purple on the ground. Through dank and dry, o'er Ireams and filowery The jetty lustre fickens in his eyes ;

vales, On his cold cheeks the bloomy freshness dies; Direct they fled; but often look'd behind, • Oh Kenna, Kenna, thrice he try'd to say, And stopt and started at each ruftling winde • Kenna, farewel!' and figh'd his soul away. Wing'd with like fear, his abdicated bands

His fall the Dryads with loud fhricks deplore, Disperse and wander into different lands. By fifter Naiads echo'd from the shore,

Part hid beneath the Peak's deep caverns lie, Thence down to Neptune's secret realms convey'd, In filcnt gloom, impervious to the sky : Through grotts, and glooms, and many a coral Part on fair Avon's margin seek repose, shade.

Whose streams o'cr Britain's midmost region flows, The sea's great fire, with looks denouncing war, Where formidable Neptunc never came, The trident Makes, and monats the pearly car : And seas and occans are but known by fame :

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