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The UNIVERSE.
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As Light'ning swift, and panting for the Course,
With Iron Sinews he has arm'd the Horse:
Hark! from a-far the Trumpet's sprightly sound!
His restless Hoofs, impatient, spurn the Ground:
He snorts: he foams: Fire flashes from his Eyes,
And from his Nostrils curling Volumes rise.
Furious, he grasps the Distance in his Mind,
Bounds cross the Plains, and leaves the Winds behind:
Headlong o'er all he drives, devoid of Fear,
Mocks at the brandish'd Sword, and scorns the lengthen'd Spear.

He gives the tow'ring Eagle Wings to rise,
High o'er the Clouds, to pure etherial Skies.
Aloft, on craggy Cliffs, she builds her Nest,
Secure from Foes, with endless Quiet blest.
Unheard the Surges break upon the Shores,
And all below, unheard, the raging Tempest roars.
Hence, wide around, her piercing Eyes survey,
And far beneath mark out the destin'd Prey:

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