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Rh Nor old his strong Galley saves, And yields to the victorious Waves: The Storm dissolves their well-compacted Sides, Which drink at many a Leak the hostile Tides.


 * time great from beneath the Main,

Heard the loud Tumults in his wat’ry Reign, And saw the furious Tempest wide around Work up the Waters, from the vast Profound. Then for his liquid Realms alarm’d, the God Lifts his high Head above the stormy Flood, Majestic and serene; he rolls his Eyes; And scatter’d wide the Trojan Navy spies, Opprest by Waves below, by Thunders from the Skies. Full well he knew his Sister’s endless Hate, Her Wiles and Arts to sink the Trojan State. To, and the Western Blast, he cry’d, Does your high Birth inspire this boundless Pride, Audacious