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The Cyclops, who defy'd th' Ætherial Throne,
And thought no Thunder louder, than his own
The Terror of the Woods, and wilder far
Than Wolves in Plains, or Bears in Forests are,
Th' inhuman Host, who made his bloody Feasts
On mangl'd Members of his butcher'd Guests,
Yet felt the force of Love, and fierce Desire,
And burnt for me, with unrelenting Fire.
Forgot his Caverns, and his woolly Care,$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$
Assum'd the Softness of a Lover's Air;
And comb'd, with Teeth of Rakes, his rugged Hair.
Now with a crooked Scythe his Beard he sleeks;
And mows the stubborn Stubble of his Cheeks:
Now in the Crystal Stream he looks, to try
His Simagres, and rowls his glaring Eye.
His Cruelty, and Thirst of Blood are lost;
And Ships securely sail along the Coast.
The Prophet Telemus (arriv'd by chance
Where Ætna's Summets to the Seas advance,
Who mark'd the Tracts of every Bird that flew,
And sure Presages from their flying drew)
Foretold the Cyclops, that Ulysses' Hand
In his broad Eye shou'd thrust a flaming Brand.
The Giant, with a scornful Grin reply'd,
Vain Augur, thou hast falsely prophesy'd;
Already Love his flaming Brand has tost;
Looking on two fair Eyes, my Sight I lost,
Thus, warn'd in vain, with stalking Pace he strode,
And stamp'd the Margin of the briny Flood
With heavy Steps; and weary, sought agen
The cool Retirement of his gloomy Den.
A Promontory, sharp'ning by degrees,
Ends in a Wedge, and overlooks the Seas:
On either Side, below, the Water flows;
This airy Walk the Giant Lover chose.

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