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144 This said, exulting Cupid clapped his wings. The sullen power, who found his rage restrained, And felt the strong controul of higher charms, Shaking his glass, vowed while the sands would run For many a year the strife should be maintained: But Jove decreed no force should Love destroy, Nor time should quell the might of that immortal boy.