ILLUSTRATIONS. 



This flag which from the swelling ocean came 

 Is dry 'd, and then consumed by rapid flame ; 

 So may his punishment false Maeon meet 

 And burn to cinders with devouring heat. 

 Revolve thou wheel, my bands pursue your race 

 And whirl o spindle with a hurried pace. 



Thrice, moss and elawless crabs in fire I placed ; 



And said, by fire let Maeon's bowels waste. 

 Revolve thou wheel, my bands pursue your race 

 And whirl o spindle with a hurried pace. 



With weeping dewy wet this sponge appears ; 



Oh sea-grown sponge imbibe my copious tears ; 



And as thy thirsty pores the drops inhale 



Mayst thou ungratelul Maeon's breast assail. 

 Revolve thou wheel, my bands pursue your race 

 And whirl o spindle with a hurried pace. 



The pumice fattens as the waves subside 

 That toss'd by winds, convey'd it far and wide } 

 But how can I, oppress'd by poignant grief, 

 From empty words and moaning, hope relief? 

 And all the wrongs by graceless Maeon done 

 Shall I content repay in words alone ? 

 Revolve thou wheel, my bands pursue your race 

 And whirl o spindle with a hurried pace. 



Come forth with jagged sting, thou poisonous ray ; 

 And thou who stoppest the sailing vessel's way 

 Remora, come j let one base Maeon wound, 

 \nd one arrest his footsteps o'er the ground. 

 Revolve thou wheel, my bands pursue your race 

 And whirl o spindle with a hurried pace. 



A black torpedo's spume and liver choose, 

 And pound and mix the dose with potent juice; 

 I shall to-morrow send the dread regale j 

 He'll drink, and instant find his vigour fiU. 

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