Nor this appeas'd the God's revengeful Mind,
For still a greater Plague remains behind;
A huge Sea-Monster lodges on the Sands,
And the King's Daughter for his Prey demands.
To him that sav'd the Damsel, was decreed
A set of Horses of the Sun's fine Breed:
But when Alcides from the Rock unty'd
The trembling Fair, the Ransom was deny'd,
He, in Revenge, the new-built Walls attack'd,
And the twice-perjur'd City bravely sack'd.
Telamon aided, and in Justice shar'd
Part of the Plunder as his due Reward:
The Princess, rescu'd late, with all her Charms,
Hesionè was yielded to his Arms;
For Peleus, with a Goddess Bride, was more
Proud of his Spouse, than of his Birth before:
Grandsons to Jove there might be more than One,
But he the Goddess had enjoy'd alone.
The Story of Thetis, and Peleus, &c.
For Proteus thus to Virgin Thetis said,
Fair Goddess of the Waves, consent to wed,
And take some sprightly Lover to your Bed.
A Son you'll have, the Terror of the Field,
To whom in Fame, the Pow'r his Sire shall yield.
Jove, who ador'd the Nymph with boundless Love,
Did from his Breast the dangerous Flame remove.
He knew the Fates, nor car'd to raise up one,
Whose Fame and Greatness should eclipse his own.
On happy Peleus he bestow'd her Charms,
And bless'd his Grandson in the Goddess' Arms.
A silent Creek Thessalia's Coast can show;
Two Arms project, and shape it like a Bow;
'Twould make a Bay, But the transparent Tide
Does scarce the yellow-gravel'd Bottom hide;
