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 Haste to th'Elysian Fields, those bless'd Abodes, Where Harvy sits among the Demi Gods. Consult that sacred Sage, soon He'll disclose The Method that must mollify these Woes, Let Celsus for that Enterprize prepare, His Conduct to the Shades shall be my Care,

Aghast the Heroes stood dissolv'd in Fear, A Form so Heav'nly bright They cou'd not bear; Celsus alone unmov'd, the Sight beheld. The rest in pale Confusion left the Field.

So when the Pigmies, marshall'd on the Plains, Wage puny War against th'invading Cranes; The Poppets to their Bodkin Spears repair, And scatter'd Feathers flutter in the Air; But when the bold imperial Bird of Jove Stoops on his sounding Pinions from above, Among the Brakes the Fairy Nation crowds, And the Strimonian Squadron seeks the Clouds.

And now the Delegate prepares to go And view the Wonders of the Realms below; Then takes Amomum for the Golden Bough. Thrice did the Goddess with her Sacred Wand The Pavement strike; and strait at her Command The willing Surface opens, and descries A deep Descent that leads to nether Skies. Hygeia to the silent Region tends; And with his Heav'nly Guide the Charge descends, Thus