Several Occasions.
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When the dire Bolts of Jove stern Vulcan frames,
In burning Channels roul the liquid Flames;
Thus melted Earth, and Jove from Realms on high,
Plung'd the huge Gaint to the nether Sky.
In burning Channels roul the liquid Flames;
Thus melted Earth, and Jove from Realms on high,
Plung'd the huge Gaint to the nether Sky.
Then from Typhoeus sprung the Winds that bear
Storms on their Wings, and Thunder in the Air,
But from the Gods descend of milder kind,
The East, the West, the South and Boreal Winds,
These in soft Whispers Breathe a friendly Breeze,
Play thro' the Groves, or sport upon the Seas:
They fan the sultry Air with cooling Gales,
And waft from Realm to Realm the flying Sails;
The rest in Storms of sounding Whirlwinds fly,
Toss the wild Waves, and battle in the Sky;
Fatal to Man! at once all Ocean roars,
And scatter'd Navies bulge on distant Shores.
Storms on their Wings, and Thunder in the Air,
But from the Gods descend of milder kind,
The East, the West, the South and Boreal Winds,
These in soft Whispers Breathe a friendly Breeze,
Play thro' the Groves, or sport upon the Seas:
They fan the sultry Air with cooling Gales,
And waft from Realm to Realm the flying Sails;
The rest in Storms of sounding Whirlwinds fly,
Toss the wild Waves, and battle in the Sky;
Fatal to Man! at once all Ocean roars,
And scatter'd Navies bulge on distant Shores.
Then
