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Or shak'st the rigid pinions of the north,
Diffusest life and vigour thro' the tracts
10Of air, thro' earth, and ocean's deep domain.
When thro' the blue serenity of heav'n
Thy power approaches, all the wasteful host
Of pain and sickness, squallid and deform'd,
Confounded sink into the loathsom gloom,
15Where in deep Erebus involv'd the fiends
Grow more profane. Whatever shapes of death,
Shook from the hideous chambers of the globe,
Swarm thro' the shuddering air: whatever plagues
Or meagre famine breeds, or with slow wings
20Rise from the putrid watry element,
The damp waste forest, motionless and rank,
That smothers earth and all the breathless winds.
Or the vile carnage of th' inhuman field;
Whatever baneful breathes the rotten south;
25Whatever ills th' extremes or sudden change