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84 Then first (if Poets aught of truth declare) The caitiff Vaticide conceiv'd a pray'r. Hear Jove! whose name my bards and I adore, As much at least as any God's, or more; And him and his, if more devotion warms, Down with the Bible, up with the Pope's Arms. A place there is, betwixt earth, air, and seas, Where, from Ambrosia, Jove retires for ease. There in his seat two spacious vents appear, On this he sits, to that he leans his ear,