Ten Times already round the lifted Place,
One Chief had fled, and t' other giv'n the Chafe.
Once more erect the rival Chiefs advance,
One trufts the Sword, and one the pointed Lance,
And both refolv'd alike to try their fatal Chance.
Turnus then trembling view'd the thund'ring Chief
And brandishing aloft the deadly Lance: (advance,
Amiz'd he cow'rs beneath his conqu❜ring Foe,
Forgets to ward, and waits the coming Blow.
Aftonish'd while he ftands, and fix'd with Fear,
Aim'd at his Shield he fees th' impending Spear.
The Heroe meafur'd first with narrow View,
The deftin'd Mark; and rifing as he threw,
With its full Swing the fatal Weapon flew.
Not with lefs rage the rattling Thunder falls,
Or Stones from batt'ring Engines break the Walls.
Swift as a Whirlwind, from an Arm so strong,
The Lance drove on, and bore the Death along.
Nought could his fev'n-fold Shield the Prince avail,
Nor ought beneath his Arms the Cost of Mail;
It pierc'd thro' all, and with a griefly Wound
Transfix'd his Thigh, and doubled him to Ground.
Thus low on Earth the lofty Chief is laid,
With Eyes caft upward, and with Arms display'd.
(Dryd, Virg.
Deep in the Bottom of an huge great rocke
The Dungeon was, in which her bound he left,
That neither yron Barrs, nor brazen lock
Did need to guard from force, or fecret theft
Of all her Lovers, which would her have reft.
For wald it was with waves, which rag'd and ror'd
As they the clift in pieces would have cleft
Befides, ten thoufand Monsters, foule abhor'd,
Did waite about it, gaping griefly, all begor'd. Spen.
Like to an Eagle in his kingly pride, Soring through his wide Empire,
To weather his broad fayles; by chance hath fpide
A Gofhaulk, which hath feized for her share
Upon fome fowle, that should her feaft prepare ;
With dreadful force he flies at her belive,
That with his fouce, which none enduren dare,
Her from the Quarrey he away doth drive,
And from her griping Pounce the greedy Prey doth
(rive.
As when Jove's harnefs-bearing Bird from high
Stoupes at a flying Heron with proud difdaine,
The ftone-dead quarrey fals fo forcibly,
That it rebounds against the lowlie Plaine,.
A fecond fall redoubling back againe.
Doft thou inftruct the Eagle how to fly? To fcorn the lower Air, and tow'r in the Sky? On founding Pinions borne, he mounts, and fhrouds His proud afpiring Head among the Clouds. Strong pounc'd and fierce, he darts. upon his Prey, He foars in Triumph thro' th' imperial Way, Bears on the Sun, and bafks in open Day. In the fiery Tracts above, Appears in Pomp th' imperial Bird of Jove: A Plump of Fowl he fpies, that fwim the Lakes, And o'er their Heads his founding Pinions flakes: Then, flooping on the fairest of the Train, In his ftrong Talons trufs'd a filver Swan : But while he lags, and labours in his Flight, Behold the daftard Fowl return anew, And with united Force the Foe pursue: Clam'rous around the royal Hawk they fly, And, thick'ning in a Cloud, o'er-fhade the Sky: They cuff, they scratch, they cross his airy Course, Nor can th' incumber'd Hird fuftain their Force.
But, vex'd, not vanquish'd, drops the pond'rous Prey,
And, lighten'd of his Burthen, wings his Way.
Thus, on fome filver Swan, or tim'rous Hare,
Jove's Bird comes foufing down from upper Air;
Her crooked Talons trufs the fearful Prey,
The Pris'ner hiffes thro' the liquid Way.
Refifts the Royal Hawk, and tho' opprefs'd,
She fights in Volumes, and erects her Creft:
Turn'd to her Foe, she stiffens ev'ry Scale,
And fhoots her forky Tongue,and whisks her threat'ning
Against the Victor all Defence is weak,
Th' Imperial Bird ftill plies her with his Beak,
He tears her Bowels, and her Breaft he gores,
Then claps his Pinions, and fecurely foars. Dryd. Virg.
Mark how the Spirits watchful in the Ear
Seize undulated Sounds, and catch the vocal Air.
Earth felt the Wound, and Nature, from her Seat,
Sighing, thro' all her Works gave Signs of Woe. Miit.
As when pent Vapours run their hollow Round,
Earthquakes, which are Convulfions of the Ground,
Break bell'wing forth, and no Confinement brook,
'Till the third fettles what the former fhook. Dryd.
So the pent Vapours, with a rumbling Sound,
Heave from below, and rend the hollow Ground :
A founding Flaw fucceeds, and from on high
The Gods with Hate behold the nether Sky.
The Ghofts repine at violated Night,
And curfe th' invading Sun, and ficken at the Sight.
And forth iffewd, as on the ready flore
Of fome Theatre, a grave Perfonage,
That in his hand a branch of laurell bore,
With comely havour and count'nance fage,
Yclad in coftly garments, fit for Tragick stage.
Proceeding to the midft, he still did stand,
As if in minde he fomewhat had to fay;
And to the Vulgar beckning with his hand,
In figne of filence, as to hear a Play,
By lively Actions he began bewray
Some argument of Matter paffioned;
Which doen, he back retired foft away:
And pafling by, his name difcovered,
Eafe on his robe in golden letters cyphered.
Echo in others Words her Silence breaks; Speechless herself, but when another speaks. She can't begin, but waits for the Rebound To catch his Voice, and to return the Sound. Hence 'tis fhe prattles in a fainter Tone,
With mimick Sounds, and Speeches not her own. (Add. Ovid.
ECLIPSE.
Shorn of his Beams, the Sun
In dim Eclipfe difattrous Twilight sheds
On half the Nations, and with Fear of Change
Perplexes Monarchs.
Struggling in dark Eclipfe, and fhooting Day
On either fide of the black Orb that veil'd him.
EDUCATION.
By Education moft have been mifled;
So they believe, because they fo were bred:
The Prieft continues what the Nurse began,
And fo the Child imposes on the Man. Dryd. Hind.
ELEMENT S.
For this eternal World is faid of old, But four prolifick Principles to hold;
Four diff'rent Bodies: Two to Heav'n afcend,
And other two down to the Centre tend:
Fire first with Wings expanded mounts on high, -
Pure, void of Weight, and dwells in upper Sky:
Then Air, because unclog'd in empty Space,
Flies after Fire, and claims the fecond Place:
But weighty Water, as her Nature guides,
Lies on the Lap of Earth, and Mother Earth fubfides.
All Things are mix'd of these which all contain,
And into thefe are all refolv'd again.
Earth rarifies to Dew, expanded more,
The fubtil Dew in Air begins to foar.
Spreads as fhe flies, and weary of her Name,
Extenuates ftill, and changes into Flame..
Thus having by Degrees Perfection won,
Reftlefs, they foon untwift the Web they fpun.
And Fire begins to lose her radiant Hu,
Mix'd with grofs Air, and Air defcends to Dew,
And Dew, condenfing, does her Form forego,
And finks, a heavy Lump of Earth below.
The Force of Fire afcended firft on high;
And took its Dwelling in the vaulted Sky:
Then Air fucceeds, in Lightness next to Fire,
Whofe Atoms from unactive Earth retire;
Earth finks beneath, and draws a num'rous Throng
Of pond'rous, thick, unwieldy Seeds along.
About her Coafts unruly Waters roar;
And, rifing on a Ridge, infult the Shoar. Dryd. Ovid.
The verdant Fields with thofe of Heav'n may vie, With Ether vefted, and a purple Sky.
The blissful Seats of happy Souls below:
Stars of their own, and their own Sun they know,
Their airy Limbs in Sports they exercise,
And on the Green contend the Wrestlers Prize :
Some in Heroick Verfe divinely fing:
Others in artful Measures lead the Ring':
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