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60 What Arms adorn’d ’s glorious Son; How high above his Hosts shone; How brave thunder’d on his Car; How his fierce Coursers swept the Ranks of War. Nay, but at large, my godlike Guest, relate The Grecian Wiles, she said, and ’s Fate; How far your Course around the Globe extends, And what the Woes and Fortunes of your Friends: For since you wander’d every Shore and Sea, Have sev’n revolving Summers roll’d away.