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While tearing up the Sands, in drifts they rise,
And half the Desarts mount th' encumber'd Skies:
At once the Tempest bellows, Lightnings fly,
The Thunders roar, and Clouds involve the Sky;
Stupendous were the Deeds of heav'nly might;
What less, when Gods conflicting cope in Fight?
Now Heav'n its Foes with horrid inroad gores,
And slow and sow'r recede the Giant Pow'rs;
Here stalks Ægeon, here fierce Gyges moves,
There Cottus rends up Hills with all their Groves;
These hurl'd at once against the Titan Bands
Three hundred Mountains from three hundred Hands;
And overshadowing, overwhelming bound
With Chains infrangible beneath the Ground;
Below this Earth, far as Earth's Confines lie
Thro' Space unmeasur'd, from the starry Sky;
Nine Days an Anvil of enormous weight,
Down rushing headlong from th' aereal height,

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