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The Song of the Brachmani, in Answer to Orpheus his Harp.
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Heark! Orpheus is a Seaman grown,No winds of late have rudely blown,
Nor waves their troubled heads advance!
His Harp hath made the winds so mild,
They whisper now as reconcil'd,
The waves are sooth'd into a dance.
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See how the list'ning Dolphins play!And willingly mistake their way,
As when they heard Arions straines!
Whom once their scaly Ancestor,
Convay'd upon his back to shore,
And took his musick for his pains.
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We Priests that burn Loves Sacrifice,Our Orpheus greet with ravish'd eyes;
For by this calmnesse we are sure,
His Harp doth now prepare the way,
That Indamora's voyage may
Be more delightful, and secure.
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And now th' inchanted mists shall clear,And Loves true Temple straight appear,
(Long bid from men by sacred power,)
Where noble Virgins still shall meet,
And breath their Orizons, more sweet
Than is the Springs ungather'd flower.
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