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Nor sooner said, but, in a peevish Mood,
Leapt from the Precipice on which he stood:
The Standers-by were struck with fresh Surprize,$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$
Instead of falling, to behold him rise
A snowy Swan, and soaring to the Skies.
But dearly the rash Prank his Mother cost,
Who ignorantly gave her Son for lost;
For his Misfortune wept, till she became
A Lake, and still renown'd with Hyrie's Name.
Thence to Latona's Isle, where once were seen,
Transform'd to Birds, a Monarch, and his Queen.
Far off she saw how old Cephisus mourn'd
His Son, into a Seele by Phœbus turn'd;
And where, astonish'd at a stranger Sight,
Eumelus gaz'd on his wing'd Daughter's Flight.
Ætolian Pleuron she did next survey,$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$
Where Sons a Mother's Murder did essay,
But sudden Plumes the Matron bore away.
On her Right Hand, Cyllenè, a fair Soil$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$
Fair, till Menephron there the beauteous Hill
Attempted with foul Incest to defile.
Her harness'd Dragons now direct she drives
For Corinth, and at Corinth she arrives;
Where, if what old Tradition tells, be true,
In former Ages Men from Mushrooms grew.
But here Medea finds her Bed supply'd,
During her Absence, by another Bride;
And hopeless to recover her lost Game,
She sets both Bride, and Palace in a Flame.
Nor could a Rival's Death her Wrath asswage,
Nor stopt at Creon's Family her Rage;
She murders her own Infants, in Despight
To faithless Jason, and in Jason's Sight;
Yet e'er his Sword could reach her, up she springs,
Securely mounted on her Dragons Wings.

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