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So in warm Seasons Love does loosely flow:

Frost only can it hold.
A Woman's Rigour and Disdain
Does its swift Course restrain ;

But when kind Beams appear,
It melts, and glides apace into the Sea,

And loses it self chere:
So the Sun's am'rous Play
Kisses the Ice away.

Thus fome the harsher and hide-bounder
The Damsels prove, become the fonder.
For what mad Lover ever dy'd
To gain a soft and gentle Bride ?
Or for a Lady tender-hearted,
In purling Streams or Hemp departed
But for some cross ill-natur'd Dame,
The amorous Fly burnt in his Flame.

SCULPTURE. See Statues.
Some carve the Trunks, and breaching Shapes bestow,
Giving the Trees more Life than when they grow.

In midft a Table of rich Iv'ry ftands,
By three fierce Tygers and three Lyons born,
Which grin, and fearfully the Place adorn:
Widely they gape, and to the Eyes they roar;
As if they hunger'd for the Food they bore.


In the Streights,
Where proud Pelorus opes a wider Way,
Far on the righe, her Dogs foul Scylla hides ;
Charibdis roaring, on the Left presides,
And in her greedy Whirlpool sucks the Tides :
Then spouts chem from below”; with Fury driv'n,
The Waves mount up, and wash the Face of Heav'n :
But Scylla from her Den, with open Jaws,
The linking Vessels in her Eddy draws,
Then dalhes on the Rocks: A humane Face,
And Virgin's-Bosom hide her Tail's Disgrace.
Her Parts obscene below the Waves defcend,
With Dogs inclos'd, and in a Dolphin end.
SEA. See Creation, Jealoufy, Rowing, Sailing,

Storm, Tempeft.
Outrageous as a Sea, dark, wafteful, wild,
Up from the Bottom torn by furious Winds,
And surging Waves, as Mountains to affault
Heav'ns Height, and with the Centre mix the Pole.

The Sea it self smooths his rough Face a while,
Flatt'ring the greedy Merchant with a Smile ;


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But he whose shipwreck'd Bark it drank before,
Sees the Deceit, and knows it would have more.

SEA, divided for a Pallage to the Israelites.
Commanded by thy Breath, th'obfequious Main
Stood still, and gather's up its flowing Train.

Th'Almighty did the Sea divide,
And as he rends the Hills, he split the Tide:
Benum'd with Fear, the Waves

ere&ed stood,
O'erlooking all the distant Flood.
Mountains of craggy Billows did arise,
And Rocks of stiffen'd Water reach'd the Skies.
Remoter Waves came rolling on to see

The strange transforming Mystery.

But they, approaching near,
Where the high chrystal Ridges did appear,

Felt the divine Contagion's Force,
Mov'd flothfully a while, and then quite stop'd their Course.
Th’Ægyptians cry'd, Let us pursue the flying Slaves,
We'll bathe the Desart with a purple Flood,
And heal its gaping Wounds with Hebrew Blood.

SERPENT. See Creation, Paradise, Snake.

With speckled Pride
A Serpent from the Tomb began to glide :
His hugy Bulk on seven high Volumes rollid,
Blue was his Breadth of Back, but streak'd with scaly Gold.
Thus riding on his Curls, he seem'd to pass,
A rowling Fire along, and singe the Grass :
More various Colours through his Body run,
Than Iris, when her Bow imbibes the Sun. Dryd. Virg

Two Serpents rank'd abreast, the Seas divide,
And smoothly sweep along the swelling Tide.
Their flaming Crests above the Waves

they fhow,
Their Bellies seem to burn the Seas below:
Their speckled Tails advance to steer their Course,
And on the founding Shore the flying Billows force.
And now the Strand, and now the Plain they held,
Their ardent Eyes with bloody Streaks were filld;
Their nimble Tongues they brandish'd as they came,
And lick'd their hifling Jaws, that sputter'd Flame. Dryd. Virg.

Serpent tempting EVE.
The Serpent, sleeping fast, the Devil found
In Labyrinth of many a Round self-rowld,
His Head the midft, well stor'd with subtle Wiles;
Not yet in borrid Shade or dismal Den,
Nor nocent yet, but on the graffy Herb
Fearless, unfear's he flept: In at his Mouth
He encer'd, Inmate bad, and toward Eve

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The common Fate of all things rare

May read in thee :
How smalla Part of Time they share,
That are so wondrous sweet and fair.


ROWING Far in the Sea, against the foaming Shoar, There stands a Rock: On this the Heroe fix'd an Oak in fight, The Mark to guide the Mariners aright. To bear with this, the Seamen stretch their Oars, Then round the Rock they steer, and seek the former Shoars. Four Gallies first which equal Rowers bear, Advancing in the wat'ry Lifts appear; Three Trojans tug at ev'ry lab'ring Oar, The Banks in three Degrees the Sailors bore; Beneath their sturdy Strokes the Billows roar. The common Crew, with Wreaths of Poplar Boughs Their Temples crown, and shade their sweaty Brows, Besmear'd with Oil their naked Shoulders shine

; All cake their Seats, and wait the sounding Sign. They gripe their Oars, and ev'ry pancing Breast Is rajs'd by turns with Hope, by turns with Fear depress'do The Clangor of the Trumpet gives the Sign, At once they start, advancing in a Line: With Shours the Sailors rend the starry Skies; Lash'd with their Oars, the smoaky Billows rise, Sparkles the briny Main, and the vex'd Ocean fries. Exact in Time with equal Strokes they row; At once the brushing Oars and brazen Prow, Dalh up the fandy Waves, and ope 'the Depths below: Gyas out-strip'd the rest, and sprung before ; Cleanthus, better mann'd, purfu'd him faft, But bis o'er-master'd Galley check'd bis Haste. The Centaur and the Dolphin brush the Brine, With equal Oars advancing in a Line. And now the mighty Centaur feems to lead, And now the speedy Dolphin gets ahead: Now Board to Board the rival Vessels row; The Billows lave the Skies, and Ocean groans below. They reach the Mark; proud Gyas and his Train, In Triumph rode the Victors of the Main. But steering round, be charg'd his Pilot stand More close to Shore, and skim along the Sand: Let others bear to Sea. The Pilot heard, Bue secret Shelves too cautiously he fear'd, And fearing, fought the Deep, and still aloof he steçr'd.

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With louder Cries the Captain calls again,
Bear to the rocky Shoar, and shun the Main.
He spoke, and speaking, at his Stern he saw
The bold Cleanthus near the Shelvings draw;
Betwixt the Mark and him the Scylla ftood,
And in a closer Compass plough'd the Flood.
He pass'd the Mark, and wheeling got before ;
Gyas blafphem'd the Gods, devoutly swore ;
The trembling Dotard overboard he threw,
Then fiez'd the Helm himself, his Fellows cheer'd,
Turn'd short upon the Shelves, and madly steerd.
The following Centaur and the Dolphin's Crew
Their vanish Hopes of Vi&tory renew;
While Gyas Jags, they kindle in the Race
To reach the Mark, Sergesthus takes the Place ;
Mnestheus pursues; and while around they wind,
Comes up not half his Galley's Length behind.
His Crew exert their Vigour, tug the Oar,
Stretch to their Strokes.
Now one and all they tug amain, they row
At the full Stretch, and shake the brazen Prow.
The Sea beneath 'em sinks, their lab'ring Sides
Are swell'd, and Sweat runs guet'ring down in Tides.
Chance aids their Daring with unhop'd Success;
Sergest hus, eager with his Beak to press
Betwixt the rival Galley and the Rock,
Shuts up th'un weildy Centaur in the Lóck.
The Veile) Itruck, and with the dreadful Shock,
Her Oars the shiver'd, and her Head the broke
The trembling Rowers from their Banks arise,
And anxious for themselves, renounce the Prize.
With iron Poles they heave her off the shores,
And gather from the Sea their floating Oars.
The Crew of Mneft heus with elated Minds
Urge their Success, and call the willing Winds:
They ply their Oars, and cut their liquid Way
In larger Compass on the roomy Sea :
Sergelthus in the Centaur foon he pals'd,
Wedg'd in the rocky Shoals, and sticking fast.
In vain the Victor he wich Cries implores,
And pra&tises to row with shattei'd Oars.
Then Mnestheus bears with Gyas, and out-flies;
The Ship, without a Pilot, yields the Prize.
Unvanquilh'd Scylla now alone remains,
Her he pursues, and all his Vigour strains.
Resolv'd to hold their own, they mend their Pace,
All obstinate to die, or gain the Race,


Raisa B T I H

Rais'd with Success, the Dolphin swiftly ran ;
(For they can conquer who believe they can :)
Both urge their Oars, and Fortune both supplies,
And both perhaps had shar'd an equal Prize 3
But old Portunus, with his Breadth of Hand,
Push'd on, and sped the Scylla to the Land :
Swift as a Shaft or winged Wind she flies,
And darting to the Port, obtains the Prize. Dryd. Virgo

So the Boat's brawny Crew'the Current ftem,
And, flow advancing, ftruggle with the Stream;
But if they slack their Hands, or cease to strive,

(Virg. Then down the Flood with headlong Hafte.they drive. Drydi


Rumour is a Pipe
Blown by Surmises, Jealousies, Conjectures;
And of so easy and fo plain a Stop,
That the blind Monster with uncounted Heads,
The still discordant way’ring Multitude,
Can play upon't.

Shak. Hen. 4. p. 3.
Disguis'd in all the Masks of Night,
We left our Champion on his Flight:
In equal Fear of Night and Day:
He never was in greater Need,
Nor less Capacity of Speed :
Disabled both in Man and Beast,
To fly, and run away his Best ;
To keep th’Enemy and Fear
From equal falling on his Rear.
And tho' with Kicks and Bangs he ply'd
The farther and the nearer Side;
As Seamen ride with all their Force,
And tug as if they row'd the Horse;
And when the Hackney fails most swift,
Believe they lag or run adrift:
So tho' he posted e'er fo fast,
His Fear was greater than his Hafte,
For Fear, tho'feeter than the Wind,
Believes is always left behind.

But timely Running's no small Part
Of Conduet in the niartial Art.
But that some glorious Feats atchieve,
As Citizens by Breaking thrive.
It saves th’Expence of Time and Pains,
And dang'rous beating out of Brains :
For they that fly may fight again,
Which he can never do that's flain.



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