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Rh strikes a Flint, and from the Stroke The lurking Seeds of Fire in Sparkles broke; The catching Flame on Leaves and Stubble preys, Then gathers Strength, and mounts into a Blaze. Tir’d with their Labours, they prepare to dine, And grind their Corn, infected with the Brine.


 * mounts a Rock, and thence surveys

The wide and wat’ry Prospect of the Seas; Now hopes the shatter’d Phrygian Ships to find, , or, driving with the Wind; And now ' glitt’ring Arms to spy, Wide o’er the vast Horizon darts his Eye. The Chief could view no Vessel on the Main; But three tall Stags, stalk’d proudly o’er the Plain; Before the Herd their beamy Fronts they rais’d, Stretch’d out in length the Train along the Valley graz’d. The Prince, who spy’d ’em on the Shore below, Stop’d Short–then snatch’d the feather’d Shafts and Bow: Rh