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 The nations sink beneath their lawless force, And fire and blood have mark'd their deadly course. We too, unless kind heaven and thou prevent, Must fall the victims of their dire intent, And, gasping in the pangs of death, behold Our wives led captive, and our daughters sold. By stealth they come, ere morrow dawn, to bring The healthful beverage from the living spring: Arm'd with his troops the captain will appear; For conscious fraud is ever prone to fear. To meet them there, select a trusty band, And in close ambush take thy silent stand; There wait, and sudden on the heedless foe Rush, and destroy them ere they dread the blow. Or say, should some escape the secret snare, Saved by their fate, their valour, or their care, Yet their dread fall shall celebrate our isle, If fate consent, and thou approve the guile. Give then a pilot to their wandering fleet, Bold in his art, and tutor'd in deceit; Whose hand adventurous shall their helms misguide, To hostile shores, or whelm them in the tide.


 * So spoke the god, in semblance of a sage

Renown'd for counsel and the craft of age. The prince with transport glowing in his face Approved, and caught him in a kind embrace; And instant at the word his bands prepare Their bearded darts and iron fangs of war, That