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8 F I N G A L. Book IV.
The diftant Rocks with livid Lightnings glare,
On Beams of Fire the Spirits dart through Air,
And
Fulmitia moUtur dexira. ^o maxima motu
Terra tremit : Fugere fera ! et mortalia corda
Per gent es humilis Jlravit pavor. Ilk flagranti
Aut Atho, aut Rhodopen, aut alta Ceraunia tela
Dejicit : Ingeminant auftri, et denfinimus imber :
Nunc nemora ingenti vento, nunc litcora plangunr.
Georgic. Lib. i.
The lofty Skies at once come pouring down.
The promis'd Crop and golden Labours drown.
The Dikes are fiU'd, and with a roaring Sound
The rifing Rivers float the nether Ground ;
And Rocks the bellowing Voice of boiling Seas rebound.
The Father of the Gods his Glory fhrowds,
Involv'd in Tempefts, and a Night of Clouds.
And from the middle Darknefs flafliing out.
By Fits he deals his fiery Bolts about.
Earth feels the Motions of her angry God,
Her Entrails tremble, and her Mountains nod ;
And flying Beafts in Forefts feek Abode :
Deep Horror feizes every human Bread,
Their Pride is humbled, and their Fear confelVd ;
While he from high the rolling Thunder throws.
And fires the Mountains with repeated Blows :
The Rocks are from their old Foundations rent;
The Winds redouble, and the Rains augment :
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