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To a dreadful Tune.
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You Friends and Furies come along,With Iron Crow and massie Prong;
Come, drag your Shackles and draw near;
To stirre a huge old Sea-coal Cake,
Which in our hollow Hell did bake,
Many a thousand thousand year.
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In sulph'rous Broth Tereus hath boil'd,Basted with Brimstone, Tarquin hath broil'd
Long, long enough, then make more room!
Like, smoaky Flitches hang them by
Upon our sooty Walls to dry,
A greater Ravisher is come.
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If you want fire, fetch a supply,From Ætna and Puteoli!
Yet stay awhile, you need not stirre,
Since if his glowing Eies shall chance,
To cast on Proserpine a glance,
He is so hot, he'll ravish her.
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