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Their Shells well-jointed to their Wills gave way.
Such Hinges fine not Vulcan's self could blame,
710 Nay, Vulcan's self from these his Armour learnt to frame.
Such Hinges fine not Vulcan's self could blame,
710 Nay, Vulcan's self from these his Armour learnt to frame.
LXXII.
Forth from the Waves their horrid March they take,
By Man call'd Crabs: o'erpow'r'd the Mice are kill'd,
Who guard the Passes issuing from the Lake,
And Jove's Imperial Purpose is fulfill'd.
715 No Mortal strength their crusted Limbs could harm,
Or penetrate Dame Nature's Panoply;
The Mice in vain around the Monsters swarm,
Sawn clean asunder by their Sheers they die,
Which snapp'd their brittle Spears, and crash'd their Mails,
720 And cropt their forward Heads, and lopt their dragging Tails.
Forth from the Waves their horrid March they take,
By Man call'd Crabs: o'erpow'r'd the Mice are kill'd,
Who guard the Passes issuing from the Lake,
And Jove's Imperial Purpose is fulfill'd.
715 No Mortal strength their crusted Limbs could harm,
Or penetrate Dame Nature's Panoply;
The Mice in vain around the Monsters swarm,
Sawn clean asunder by their Sheers they die,
Which snapp'd their brittle Spears, and crash'd their Mails,
720 And cropt their forward Heads, and lopt their dragging Tails.
LXXIII.
