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Then thundring o'er the Earth they rend their way,
Grass, Herb, and Flow'r, beneath their Rage decay;
While Tow'rs, and Domes, vain Boasts of human Trust!
Torn from their inmost Base, are whelm'd in Dust.
Grass, Herb, and Flow'r, beneath their Rage decay;
While Tow'rs, and Domes, vain Boasts of human Trust!
Torn from their inmost Base, are whelm'd in Dust.
Thus Heav'n asserted its eternal Reign,
O'er the proud Giants, and Titanic Train;
And now in Peace the Gods their Jove obey,
And all the Thrones of Heav'n adore his Sway.
O'er the proud Giants, and Titanic Train;
And now in Peace the Gods their Jove obey,
And all the Thrones of Heav'n adore his Sway.
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