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VIRGIL's
Æn. I.
Mean time Imperial Neptune heard the Sound
Of raging Billows breaking on the Ground:
Displeas'd, and fearing for his Wat'ry Reign,
He rear'd his awful Head above the Main:
Serene in Majesty, then rowl'd his Eyes180
Around the Space of Earth, and Seas, and Skies.
He saw the Trojan Fleet dispers'd, distress'd
By stormy Winds and wintry Heav'n oppress'd.
Full well the God his Sister's envy knew,
And what her Aims, and what her Arts pursue:185
He summon'd Eurus and the western Blast,
And first an angry glance on both he cast:
Then thus rebuk'd; Audacious Winds! from whence
This bold Attempt, this Rebel Insolence?
Is it for you to ravage Seas and Land,190
Unauthoriz'd by my supream Command?
To raise such Mountains on the troubl'd Main?
Whom I———But first tis fit, the Billows to restrain,
And then you shall be taught obedience to my Reign.
Hence, to your Lord my Royal Mandate bear,195
The Realms of Ocean and the Fields of Air
Are mine, not his; by fatal Lot to me
The liquid Empire fell, and Trident of the Sea.
His Pow'r to hollow Caverns is confin'd,
There let him reign, the Jailor of the Wind:200
With hoarse Commands his breathing Subjects call,
And boast and bluster in his empty Hall.
Of raging Billows breaking on the Ground:
Displeas'd, and fearing for his Wat'ry Reign,
He rear'd his awful Head above the Main:
Serene in Majesty, then rowl'd his Eyes180
Around the Space of Earth, and Seas, and Skies.
He saw the Trojan Fleet dispers'd, distress'd
By stormy Winds and wintry Heav'n oppress'd.
Full well the God his Sister's envy knew,
And what her Aims, and what her Arts pursue:185
He summon'd Eurus and the western Blast,
And first an angry glance on both he cast:
Then thus rebuk'd; Audacious Winds! from whence
This bold Attempt, this Rebel Insolence?
Is it for you to ravage Seas and Land,190
Unauthoriz'd by my supream Command?
To raise such Mountains on the troubl'd Main?
Whom I———But first tis fit, the Billows to restrain,
And then you shall be taught obedience to my Reign.
Hence, to your Lord my Royal Mandate bear,195
The Realms of Ocean and the Fields of Air
Are mine, not his; by fatal Lot to me
The liquid Empire fell, and Trident of the Sea.
His Pow'r to hollow Caverns is confin'd,
There let him reign, the Jailor of the Wind:200
With hoarse Commands his breathing Subjects call,
And boast and bluster in his empty Hall.
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