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ODE XXXIV.
Once I contemn'd the Gods, their Pow'r deny'd,
When frantick Epicurus was my Guide;
But now that vain Philosophy I scorn:
At once to common Sense and Virtue I return.
When frantick Epicurus was my Guide;
But now that vain Philosophy I scorn:
At once to common Sense and Virtue I return.
Jove spoke the loud Conviction from on high,
And hurl'd his Bolts and Chariot through the Sky;
Compass'd with Glory and with Flames he rode,
And all the Subject World confess'd the Sov'reign God.
And hurl'd his Bolts and Chariot through the Sky;
Compass'd with Glory and with Flames he rode,
And all the Subject World confess'd the Sov'reign God.
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The Earth and Ocean felt the dreadful Blow,
That shook the gloomy Realms of Hell below,
The lofty Hills beneath his Thunders bow'd,
And venerable Atlas trembled as he stood,
That shook the gloomy Realms of Hell below,
The lofty Hills beneath his Thunders bow'd,
And venerable Atlas trembled as he stood,
The Heav'nly Pow'rs can raise or can depress,
Or overturn us Mortals as they please.
Fortune to Day will mount him to a Crown,
And the next Moment pull her new-made Fav'rite down.
Or overturn us Mortals as they please.
Fortune to Day will mount him to a Crown,
And the next Moment pull her new-made Fav'rite down.
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