Or wafteful civil tumults roll along With fiercer strength, and louder roar, Driving the torrent of the throng, And gathering into power. Let a proud tyrant cast a killing frown ; Or Jove in angry thunder on the world look down ; Nay, let the frame of Nature crack, And all the fpacious globe on high, Come tumbling from the sky: Yet he'll furvey the horrid scene With steady courage and undaunted mien, The only thing ferene! II. Thus Pollux, and great Hercules, Roam'd through the world, and blest the nations round, Till, rais'd at length to heavenly palaces, Mankind, as Gods, their benefactions crown'd, Impatient of the bit, and fretting on the rein; 25 30 Through yielding clouds he drives th' impetuous car. Great Romulus pursued the fhining trace, And leapt the lake, where all The rest of mortals fall, And with his father's horfes fcour'd the fame bright airy race. 35 * Romulas was fuppofed to be the son of Mars by the priestess Ilia. Then HI. Then in full fenate of the deities, Settling the feats of power, and future fate, Juno began the high debate, And with this righteous fentence pleas'd the skies: "O Troy! he said, O hated Troy! "Lewd, partial, and unjust, 40 "A foreign woman, and a † boy, "Shook all thy proudeft towers to duft; "Thy king did mock two powers divine, 45 "And ras'd thy fated walls in perjury, "But doubly damn`d by that offence, "And offer'd wrong to me. "No more the treacherous ravisher "Shines in full pomp and youthful charms; "Nor Priam's impious house with Hector's fpear, "Repels the violence of Grecian arms, IV. "Our feuds did long embroil the mortal rout, "At last the ftorm is spent, "My fury with it ebbing out, "Thefe terms of peace content; "To Mars I grant among the stars a place "And in his shining court his name enrol, 50 55 60 « With "With the ferene and ever-vacant gods; "While feas fhall rage between his Rome and Troy, "The horrid diftance breaking wide, "The banish'd Trojans fhall the globe enjoy, "And reign in every place befide; "While beasts infult my * judge's duft, and hide "Their litter in his curfed tomb, "The shining capitol of Rome "Shall overlook the world with awful pride, 65 70 "And Parthians take their law from that eternal "dome. V. "Let Rome extend her fame to every fhore; "And let no banks or mounds restrain "Th' impetuous torrent of her wide command; 75 "The feas from Europe, Africk part in vain ; "Swelling above those floods, her power “Shall, like its Nile, o'erflow the Libyan land. "Shining in polish'd feel, the dares "The glittering beams of gold despise, "Gold the great source of human cares, "Hid wifely deep from mortal eyes, Till, fought in evil hour by hands unblest, "Opening the dark abodes, "There iffued forth a direful train of woes,' "That give mankind no rest; "For gold, devoted to th' infernal gods, "No native human uses knows. 80 85 • Paris. VI. "Where VI. "Where'er great Jove did place "The bounds of nature yet unfeen, "He meant a goal of glory to the race. "The Roman arms fhall win :. "Rejoicing, onward they approach "To view the outworks of the world, "The madding fires, in wild debauch, 90 95 "The fnows and rains unborn, in endless eddies "whirl'd! VII. “'Tis I, O Rome, pronounce these fates behind, "But will thy reign with this condition bind, "That no falfe filial piety, "In idle fhapes deluding thee, "Or confidence of power, "Tempt thee again to raise a Trojan tower ;. "Troy, plac'd beneath malignant stars, "Haunted with omens still the fame, "Rebuilt fhall but renew the former flame, "Jove's wife and fifter leading on the wars. "Thrice let her fhine with brazen walls, "Rear'd up by heavenly hands; "And thrice in fatal duft the falls, "By faithful Grecian bands; 100 105 110 Thrice the dire fcene fhall on the world return, "And captive wives again their fons and husbands mourn." But But top, prefumptuous Mufe, thy daring flight, The heavenly language to display, GREENWICH 115 THE Paphian ifle was once the bleft abode Of beauty's goddess and her archer-god. There blissful bowers and amorous fhades were seen, Fair cypress walks, and myrtles ever green. 'Twas there, furrounded by a hollow'd wood, Sacred to love, a fplendid temple stood; Where altars were with coftly gums perfum'd, And lovers fighs arofe, and smoke from hearts confum'd. Till, thence remov'd, the queen of beauty flies 15 Defcribe the groves beneath, the sylvan bowers, But |