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That groaning murmur thro' the Realm of Woes,
Or feed the Channels where the Ocean flows;
Collected Horrours throng the dire Abodes,
Horrid and fell! detested ev'n by Gods!
Enormous Gulph! immense the Bounds appear,
Wasteful and void, the Journey of a Year:
Where beating Storms, as in wild Whirls they fight,
Toss the pale Wand'rer, and retoss thro' Night:
The Pow'rs immortal with affright survey
The hideous Chasm, and seal it up from Day.
Or feed the Channels where the Ocean flows;
Collected Horrours throng the dire Abodes,
Horrid and fell! detested ev'n by Gods!
Enormous Gulph! immense the Bounds appear,
Wasteful and void, the Journey of a Year:
Where beating Storms, as in wild Whirls they fight,
Toss the pale Wand'rer, and retoss thro' Night:
The Pow'rs immortal with affright survey
The hideous Chasm, and seal it up from Day.
Hence thro' the Vault of Heaven huge Atlas rears
His giant Limbs, and props the golden Spheres:
Here sable Night, and here the beamy Day
Lodge and dislodge, alternate in their Sway.
A brazen Port the varying Pow'rs divides,
When Day forth issues, here the Night resides;
His giant Limbs, and props the golden Spheres:
Here sable Night, and here the beamy Day
Lodge and dislodge, alternate in their Sway.
A brazen Port the varying Pow'rs divides,
When Day forth issues, here the Night resides;
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