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Rh Around her Breast her golden Belt she threw; Then thro’ the thick-embattled Squadrons flew; Amidst the Thousands stood the dire Alarms, And the fierce Maid engag’d the Men in Arms.


 * , while the Trojan Hero stood amaz’d,

And, fixt in Wonder, on the Picture gaz’d, With all her Guards, fair, from below, Ascends the Dome, majestically slow. As on ’ Banks, or ’ Heads, A thousand beauteous Nymphs leads: While round their quiver’d Queen the Quires advance, She tow’rs majestic, as she leads the Dance; She moves in Pomp superior to the Rest, And secret Transports touch ’s Breast. So past the graceful Queen amidst her Train, To speed their Labours, and her future Reign. Then with her Guards surrounded, in the Gate, Beneath the midmost Arch, sublime she sate. Rh