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Rolling with ample sweep, shall strike the eyes,
And of the naval brass tall columns rise;
With these Niphates routed be exprest,
And all the vanquish'd cities of the East; 40
The Parthians, confident in flight, who pour
On their pursuers a sharp arrowy show'r;
From two Foes trophies wrested with his hand,
And nations twice subdu'd from either strand:
And breathing statues, Parian stones, the race 45
Of great Assaracus, shall gild the place,
Heroes, from heav'n's high King who fetch their line,
Tros, and of Troy the Architect divine.
Envy accurst Cocytus' pool severe,
And the fell rage of tort'ring fiends shall fear, 50
The stone's unconquer'd toil, and dread to feel
Ixion's twisted snakes, and whirling wheel.
Meanwhile, Mæcenas! let us (for you lay
No light injunctions) urge o'er lawns our way,
Pierce the deep Dryad-haunts, untouch'd before: 55
In vain, by thee unaided, would I soar:
Rise then, my friend! Cithæron calls us; rise!
Taygetus' fleet beagles rend the skies;
Tamer of horses Argos joins the sound;
The mingled roar assenting woods rebound. 60

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