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LXXIII.
Not monstrous[1] Foes, the King of Mice exclaim'd,
But Gods averse I fear, and hostile Jove;
Tho' Gods immortal might retire unblam'd,
Should Foes like these their heav'nly Valours prove.
725 To whom with winged Answer soon rejoin'd
Young Meridarpax, Gods submit to Fate;
Aright, O King, according to my Mind
Advis'd, retreat We. These retiring, straight
Their trembling Host fled headlong wing'd with Fear,
730 Last Meridarpax stalk'd, and sullen clos'd the Rear.
Not monstrous[1] Foes, the King of Mice exclaim'd,
But Gods averse I fear, and hostile Jove;
Tho' Gods immortal might retire unblam'd,
Should Foes like these their heav'nly Valours prove.
725 To whom with winged Answer soon rejoin'd
Young Meridarpax, Gods submit to Fate;
Aright, O King, according to my Mind
Advis'd, retreat We. These retiring, straight
Their trembling Host fled headlong wing'd with Fear,
730 Last Meridarpax stalk'd, and sullen clos'd the Rear.
- ↑ v. 721. Not monstrous.] It becomes not a Hero to fear any thing but the Gods; the old Mouse first advises a Retreat, and then the young one complies, as Diomede did with the Counsel of Nestor.
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