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ANNUS MIRABILIS:
251.
As those who live by Shores with joy behold
Some wealthy Vessel split or stranded nigh;
And from the Rocks, leap down for shipwrack'd Gold,
And seek the Tempests which the others flie.

252.
So these but wait the Owners last despair,
And what's permitted to the flames invade:
Ev'n from their Jaws they hungry morsels tear,
And on their backs, the Spoils of Vulcan lade.

253.
The days were all in this lost labour spent;
And when the weary King gave place to Night,
His Beams he to his Royal Brother lent,
And so shone still in his reflective Light.

254.
Night came, but without darkness or repose,
A dismal Picture of the gen'ral Doom;
Where Souls distractd when the Trumpet blows,
And half unready with their Bodies come.

255. Those