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Book 2.  Forth iu'd, brandihing his fatal Dart Made to detroy: I fled, and cry'd out Death; Hell trembl'd at the hideous Name, and igh'd From all her Caves, and back reounded Death. 790 I fled, but he puru'd (though more, it eems, Inflam'd with lut than rage) and wifter far, Me overtook his mother all dimaid, And in embraces forcible and foule Ingendring with me, of that rape begot Thee yelling Monters that with ceales cry Surround me, as thou awt, hourly conceiv'd And hourly born, with orrow infinite To me, for when they lit into the womb That bred them they return, and howle and gnaw 800 My Bowels, their repat; then burting forth Afreh with concious terrours vex me round, That ret or intermiion none I find. Before mine eyes in oppoition its Grim Death my Son and foe, who ets them on, And me his Parent would full oon devour For want of other prey, but that he knows His end with mine involved; and knows that I Should prove a bitter Morsel, and his bane, When ever that hall be; o Fate pronounc'd. 810 But thou O Father, I forewarn thee, hun His deadly arrow; neither vainly hope To be invulnerable in thoe bright Arms, Through temper'd heav’nly, for that mortal dint, Save he who reigns above, none can reit. She finih'd, and the uttle Fiend his lore Soon learned, now milder, and thus anwerd mooth. Dear Daughter, ince thou claim’t me for thy Sire,