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 As welcome friends the natives shall receive, With bounty feast them, and with joy relieve. And, when refreshment shall their strength renew, Thence shall they turn, and their bold route pursue.


 * So spoke high Jove: The gods in silence heard,

Then rising each, by turns, his thoughts preferr'd: But chief was Bacchus of the adverse train; Fearful he was, nor fear'd his pride in vain, Should Lusus' race arrive on India's shore, His ancient honours would be known no more; No more in Nysa should the native tell What kings, what mighty hosts before him fell. The fertile vales beneath the rising sun He view'd as his, by right of victory won, And deem'd that ever in immortal song The conqueror's title should to him belong. Yet Fate, he knew, had will'd, that loos'd from Spain Boldly advent'rous through the polar main, A warlike race should come, renown'd in arms, And shake the Eastern World with war's alarms, Whose glorious conquests and eternal fame In black Oblivion's waves should whelm his name. Urania-