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Faction, a restless and repining Fiend,
Curdles their Blood, and gnaws upon their Mind.
Off-spring of Chaos, Enemy to Form,
Who raging swells the World into a Storm.
She taught the Giants to attempt the Sky,
And Jove's avenging Thunder to defy.
She rais’d the Hand, that struck the Fatal Blow,
Which Martyr’d Jove's Vicegerent here below;
She still pursues him with relentless Hate,
Arraigns his Mem'ry, and Insults his Fate.
'Tis She, that wou’d, on ev’ry vain pretence,
Depose a True Hereditary Prince;
That would Usurpers for their Treason Crown,$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$
Till Time and Vengeance drag them headlong down,
And Exil’d Monarchs Reassert their rightful Throne.

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