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Or why loud Winds in Storms of Vengeance fly,
Howl o'er the Main, and thunder in the Sky?
Say, to what wondrous Magazines repair
The viewless Beings, when serene the Air?
Till from their Dungeons loos'd, they roar aloud,
Upturn whole Oceans, and toss Cloud on Cloud,
While Waves encountring Waves in Mountains driv'n,
Swell to the starry Vault, and dash the Heav'n.
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$Knowst thou, why Comets threaten in the Air,
Heralds of Woe, Destruction, and Despair,
The Plague, the Sword, and all the Forms of War?
On ruddy Wings why forky Lightning flies,
And rouling Thunder grumbles in the Skies?
Say, Can thy Voice when sultry Sirius reigns,
And Suns intensely glowing cleave the Plains,
Th' exhausted Urns of thirsty Springs supply,
And mitigate the Fever of the Sky?

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