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Whose power hath a true consent
With Planet, or with Element.
Som time let Gorgeous Tragedy
In Secpter'd Pall com sweeping by,
Presenting Thebs, or Pelops line,
Or the tale of Troy divine.
Or what (though rare) of later age,
Ennobled hath the Buskind stage.
But, O sad Virgin, that thy power
Might raise Musæus from his bower,
Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing
Such notes as warbled to the string.
Drew Iron tears down Pluto's cheek,
And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
Or call up him that left half told
The story of Cambuscan bold,
Of Cumball, and of Algarsife,
And who had Canace to wife,
That own'd the vertuous Ring and Glass.
And of the Wondrous Hors of Brass,
On which the Tartar King did ride;
And if ought els, great Bards beside,
In sage and solemn tunes have sung
Of Turneys and of Trophies hung;
