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CANTO IV.] CLXXXI.

The armaments which thunderstrike the walls

Of rock-built cities, bidding nations quake,

And Monarchs tremble in their Capitals,

The oak Leviathans, whose huge ribs make

Their clay creator the vain title take

Of Lord of thee, and Arbiter of War—

These are thy toys, and, as the snowy flake,

They melt into thy yeast of waves, which mar

Alike the Armada's pride or spoils of Trafalgar.