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Tho' summon'd to the Seas, tho' pleasing Gale 580
Invite thy Course, and stretch thy swelling Sails.
But beg the sacred Priestess to relate
With swelling Words, and not to write thy Fate.
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$The fierce Italian People she will show;
And all thy Wars, and all thy Future Woe; 585
And what thou may'st avoid, and what must undergo.
She shall direct thy Course, instruct thy Mind;
And teach thee how the happy Shores to find.
$\scriptstyle {\left.{\begin{matrix}\ \\\\\ \ \end{matrix}}\right\}\,}$This is what Heav'n allows me to relate:
Now part in Peace; pursue thy better Fate, 590
And raise, by strength of Arms, the Trojan State.
This, when the Priest with friendly Voice declar'd,
He gave me Licence, and rich Gifts prepar'd:
Bounteous of Treasure, he supply'd my want
With heavy Gold, and polish'd Elephant. 595
Then Dodonæan Caldrons put on Board,
And ev'ry Ship with Sums of Silver stor'd.
A trusty Coat of Mail to me he sent,
Thrice chain'd with Gold, for Use and Ornament:
The Helm of Pyrrhus added to the rest, 600
Then flourish'd with a Plume and waving Crest.
Nor was my Sire forgotten, nor my Friends:
And large Recruits he to my Navy sends;
Men, Horses, Captains, Arms, and Warlike Stores:
Supplies new Pilots, and new sweeping Oars. 605
Mean time, my Sire commands to hoist our Sails;
Lest we shou'd lose the first auspicious Gales.

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