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 Wing all thy furious Winds; o'erwhelm their Ships; Disperse, or drown the Wretches in the Deeps. Twice sev'n bright Nymphs of beauteous Shape are mine, For thy Reward the fairest I'll resign, And make the charming thine; She, on thy Bed, long Blessings shall confer, And make thee Father of a Race like her.


 * 'Tis your's, great Queen, replies the Pow'r, to lay

The Task, and mine to listen and obey. By you, I sit a Guest with Gods above, And share the Graces and the Smiles of : By you, these Realms, this Sceptre I maintain, And wear these Honours of the stormy Reign.


 * So spoke th' obsequious God, and, while he spoke,

Whirl'd his vast Spear, and pierc'd the hollow Rock. Rh