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Hear, O ye Heav'ns, ye Constellations hear,
And Thou, attentive Earth, give Ear:
Whirlwinds be gone, asleep ye Tempests lie,
Nor let ye gloomy Clouds, that float on high,
Your Thunder bellow, or your Light'nings fly:
And thou, O Ocean, Peace command,
Let all thy list'ning Waves erected stand
In Chrystal Heaps, as when the splitting Tide
Sav'd threaten'd Jacob from Egyptian Pride

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Be each extended Vale, and rising Hill,
As Midnight husht, and as the Desart still,
Whil'st I of Seraphs æmulous, reherse
Allmighty Wonders in extatick Verse.