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 Fate urg'd their Course; and long they wander'd o'er The boundless Ocean, tost from Shore to Shore. So vast the Work to build so vast a Frame, And raise the Glories of the Roman Name!


 * from Sicilian Shores the shouting Train

Spread their broad Sails, and plow'd the foamy Main; When haughty thus her Rage exprest; Th' eternal Wound still rankling in her Breast.

must I stop? are all my Labours vain? And must this Trojan Prince in reign? Belike, the Fates may baffle 's Aims; And why could, with avenging Flames, Burn a whole Navy of the Grecian Ships, And whelm the scatter'd Argives in the Deeps? She, for the Crime of, from above Launch'd thro' the Clouds the fiery Bolts of ; Dash'd wide his Fleet, and, as her Tempest flew, Expos'd the ocean's inmost Deeps to View. Then