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208 Wool decks the Sheep; and Man receives a Grace From bushy Limbs, and from a bearded Face. My Forehead with a single Eye is fill'd, Round, as a Ball, and ample, as a Shield. The glorious Lamp of Heav'n, the radiant Sun, Is Nature's Eye; and she's content with one. Add, that my Father sways your Seas, and I, Like you, am of the watry Family. I make you his, in making you my own; You I adore; and kneel to you alone: Jove, with his Fabled Thunder, I despise, And only fear the Lightning of your Eyes. Frown not, fair Nymph; yet I cou'd bear to be Disdain'd, if others were disdain'd with me. But to repulse the Cyclops, and prefer The Love of Acis, (Heav'ns!) I cannot bear. But let the Stripling please himself; nay more, Please you, tho' that's the thing I most abhor; The Boy shall find, if e'er we cope in Fight, These Giant Limbs endu'd with Giant Might. His living Bowels, from his Belly torn, And scatter'd Limbs shall on the Flood be born: Thy Flood, ungrateful Nymph; and Fate shall find That way, for thee, and Acis to be join'd. For oh! I burn with Love, and thy Disdain Augments at once my Passion, and my Pain. Translated Ætna flames within my Heart, And thou, Inhuman, wilt not ease my Smart. Lamenting thus in vain, he rose, and strode With furious Paces to the neighb'ring Wood: Restless his feet, distracted was his Walk; Mad were his Motions, and confus'd his Talk. Mad, as the vanquish'd Bull, when forc'd to yield His lovely Mistress, and forsake the Field. Thus far unseen I saw: when fatal Chance, His Looks directing, with a sudden Glance, Acis,