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Still violate th' unfinished Works of Peace.
But yonder look—for more demands thy view."395

He said; and straightway from the opposite Isle
A Vapor rose, pierc'd by the Maiden's eye.
Guiding its course Oppression sate within,
With terror pale and rage, yet laugh'd at times
Musing on Vengeance: trembled in his hand 400
A Sceptre fiercely-grasp'd. O'er ocean westward
The Vapor sail'd, as when a Cloud exhal'd
From Ægypt's fields, that steam hot Pestilence,
Travels the sky for many a trackless league,
'Till o'er some death-doom'd Land distant in vain 405
It broods incumbent. Forthwith from the Plain
Facing the Isle, a brighter Cloud arose
And steer'd its course which way the Vapor went.
Envy sate guiding—Envy, hag abhorr'd!
Like Justice mask'd, and doom'd to aid the fight 410
Victorious 'gainst Oppression. Hush'd awhile
The Maiden paus'd, musing what this might mean;

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