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ALL for LOVE;
OR, THE
World well Lost.
Act. I. Scene, The Temple of Isis.
Enter Serapion, Myris, Priests of Isis.
Serap.POrtents and Prodigies, are grown so frequent,
That they have lost their Name. Our fruitful Nile
Flow'd ere the wonted Season, with a Torrent
So unexpected, and so wondrous fierce,
That the wild Deluge overtook the haste,
Ev'n of the Hinds that watch'd it: Men and Beasts
Were born above the tops of Trees, that grew
On th' utmost Margin of the Water-mark.
Then, with so swift an Ebb, the Floud drove backward
It slipt from underneath the Scaly Herd:
Here monstrous Phocœ panted on the Shore;
Forsaken Dolphins there, with their broad tails,
Lay lashing the departing Waves: Hard by 'em,
Sea-Horses floundring in the slimy mud,
Toss'd up their heads, and dash'd the ooze about 'em.
Enter Alexas behind them.
Myr.Avert these Omens, Heav'n.
