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Book II. One on his manly confidence relies, One on his vigour and superior size. First Osborne lean'd against his letter'd post; It rose, and labour'd to a curve at most. So Jove's bright bow displays its wat'ry round, (Sure sign, that no spectator shall be drown'd) A second effort brought but new disgrace, 175 [sic] The wild Meander wash'd the Artist's face: Thus the small jett, which hasty hands unlock, Spirts in the gard'ner's eyes who turns the cock. Not so from shameless Curl; impetuous spread The stream, and smoking flourish'd o'er his head. So (fam'd like thee for turbulence and horns) Eridanus his humble fountain scorns;