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Titanian, or Earth-born, that warrd on Jove,

Briareos or Typhon, whom the Den

By ancient Tarsus held, or that Sea-beast [ 200 ]

Leviathan, which God of all his works

Created hugest that swim th Ocean stream:

Him haply slumbring on the Norway foam

The Pilot of some small night-founderd Skiff,

Deeming some Island, oft, as Sea-men tell, [ 205 ]

With fixed Anchor in his skaly rind

Moors by his side under the Lee, while Night

Invests the Sea, and wished Morn delayes:

So stretcht out huge in length the Arch-fiend lay

Chaind on the burning Lake, nor ever thence [ 210 ]

Had risn or heavd his head, but that the will

And high permission of all-ruling Heaven

Left him at large to his own dark designs,

That with reiterated crimes he might

Heap on himself damnation, while he sought [ 215 ]

Evil to others, and enragd might see

How all his malice servd but to bring forth

Infinite goodness, grace and mercy shewn

On Man by him seduct, but on himself

Treble confusion, wrath and vengeance pourd. [ 220 ]

Forthwith upright he rears from off the Pool

His mighty Stature; on each hand the flames

Drivn backward slope thir pointing spires, and rowld

In billows, leave ith midst a horrid Vale.

Then with expanded wings he stears his flight [ 225 ]

Aloft, incumbent on the dusky Air

That felt unusual weight, till on dry Land

He lights, if it were Land that ever burnd

With solid, as the Lake with liquid fire;

And such appeard in hue, as when the force [ 230 ]

Of subterranean wind transports a Hill

Torn from Pelorus, or the shatterd side

Of thundring Ætna, whose combustible

And feweld entrals thence conceiving Fire,

Sublimd with Mineral fury, aid the Winds, [ 235 ]

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