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From his high Throne, their Fury to asswage,
He shakes his Sceptre, and controuls their Rage;
Or, down the Void their rapid Whirls are driv'n80
Earth, Air, and Ocean, and the Tow'rs of Heav'n.
But Jove, the mighty Ruin to prevent,
In gloomy Caves th' aerial Captives pent:
O'er their wild Rage the pond'rous Rocks he spread,
And hurl'd huge Heaps of Mountains on their Head:85
And gave a King commission'd to restrain
And curb the Tempest, or to loose the Rein.

Whom thus the Queen addrest. Since mighty Jove,
The King of Men, and Sire of Gods above,
Gives thee, great Æolus, the Pow'r to raise90
Storms at thy sovereign Will, or smooth the Seas;
A Race, I long have labour'd to destroy,
Waft to Hesperia the Remains of Troy.
Ev'n now their Navy cuts the Thuscan Floods,
Charg'd with their Exiles, and their vanquish'd Gods.95

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