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Stretch’d on the Grass, their Bodies they recline,290
Enjoy the rich Repast, and quaff the gen’rous Wine.

The Rage of Hunger quell’d, they past away
In long and melancholy Talk the Day;
Nor knew, by Fears and Hopes alternate led,
Whether to deem their Friends distrest, or dead.295
Apart the pious Chief, who suffer’d most,
Bemoans brave Gyas and Cloanthus lost:
For Lycus’ Fate, for Amycus he weeps,
And great Orontes, whelm’d beneath the Deeps.

Now, from high Heav’n, Imperial Jove surveys300
The Nations, Shores, and navigable Seas;
There, as he sate, inthron’d above the Skies,
Full on the Lybian Realms he fix’d his Eyes.
When, lo! the mournful Queen of Love appears;
Her starry Eyes were dim’d with streaming Tears;305
Who to the Sire her humble Suit addrest,
The Schemes of Fate revolving in his Breast.

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