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And while he fighs, his ill success to find,
The tender Canes were shaken by the Wind ;
And breath'd a mournful Air, unheard before ;
That much surprizing Pan, yet pleas'd him mores
Admiring this new Mufick, Thou, he said,
Who canft not be the Partner of my Bed,
At least shalt be the Confort of

my Mind
And often, often, to my Lips be join'd.
He form'd the Reeds, proportion’d as they are :
Unequal in their Length, and wax'd with Care,
They still retain the Name of his Ungrateful Fair,

While Hermes pip'd, and sung, and told his Tale, The Keeper's winking Eyes began to fail, And drowsy Slumber on the Lids to creep; Till all the Watchman was at length asleep. Then foon the God his Voice and Song fupprest 3And with his pow'rful Rod confirm'd his Reft: Without delay his crooked. Falchion drew, And at one fatal Stroke the Keeper: slew.. Down from the Rock fell the dissever'd Head, Opening its Eyes in Death, and falling bled ; And mark'd the Passage with a crimson Trail: Thus Argus lies in pieces, cold and pale ; And all his hundred Eyes, with all their Lighty. Are clos'd at once, in.one perpetual Night. These Juno takes, that they no more may fail, And spreads them in her Peacock's gaudy Tail..

Impatient to revenge her injur'd Bed, She wreaks her Anger on her Rival's Head ; With Furies frights her from her Native Home, And drives her gadding, round the World to roam: Nor ceas'd her Madness, and her Flight, before She touch!d the Limits of the Pharian Shore. .

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At length, arriving on the Banks of Nile, Wearied with Length of Ways, and worn with Toil, She laid her down ; and leaning on her Knees, Invok'd the Cause of all her Miseries : And cast her languishing Regards above, For Help from Heav'n, and her ungrateful Jove. She sigh'd, she wept, she low'd ; 'twas all the cou'd ; And with Unkindness seem'd to tax the God. Last, with an humble Pray'r, she begg'd Repose, Or Death at least, to finish all her Woes. Jove heard her Vows, and, with a flatt'ring Look, In her behalf to jealous y uno spoke. He cast his Arms about her Neck, and said : Dame, reft secure ; no more thy Nuptial Bed • This Nymph shall violate ; by Styx I swear, And every Oath that binds the Thunderer. The Goddess was appeas'd ; and at the Word: Was Io to her former Shape restor’d. The rugged Hair began to fall away ; The Sweetness of her Eyes did only stay, Tho' not so large; her crooked Horns decrease ;. The Wideness of her Jaws and Noftrils cease : Her Hoofs to Hands return, in little space ; The five long taper Fingers take their place :And nothing of the Heifer now is seen, Beside the native Whiteness of the Skin.. Erected on her Feet she walks again, And Two the Duty of the Four sustain. She tries her Tongue, her filence foftly breaks, And fears her former Lowings when she speaks : A Goddess now through all th' Egyptian State ; And serv'd by Priests, who in white Linen wait.

Her Son was Epapbus, at length believ'd The Son of Jage, and as a God receiv'd.

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With Sacrifice ador'd, and publick Pray'rs,
He common Temples with his Mother shares,
Equal in Years, and Rival in Renown
With Epaphus, the youthful Phaeton,
Like Honour claims, and boasts his Sire the Sun.
His haughty Looks, and his assuming Air,
The Son of lfis could no longer bear :
Thou tak’ft thy Mother's Word too far, said he,
And haft usurp'd thy boaked Pedigree.
Go, base Pretender to a borrow'd Name.
Thus tax?d, he blush'd with Anger, and with Shame;
But Shame repress’d his Rage: the daunted Youth
Soon seeks his Mother, and enquires the Truth :
Mother, said he, this Infamy was thrown
By Epaphus on you, and me your Son.
He spoke in publick, told it to my Face ;
Nor durft I vindicate the dire Disgrace :
Even I, the bold, the fenfible of Wrong,
Reftrain'd by Shame, was forc'd to hold my Tongue.
To hear an open Slander, is a Curse :
Bụt not to find an Answer, is a worse.
If I am Heav'n-begot, affert your Son
By some fure Sign; and make my Father known,
To right my Honour, and redeem your own.
He said, and saying cast his Arms about
Her Neck, and begg'd her to resolve the Doubt.

'Tis hard to judge if Clymené were mov'd
More by his Pray’r, whom the so dearly lov’d,
Or more with Fury fir'd, to find her Name
Traduc'd, and made the Sport of common Fame.
She stretch'd her Arms to Heav?n, and fix'd her Eyes
On that fair Planet that adorns the Skies ;
Now by those Beams, said she, whose holy Fires
Consume my Breaft, and kindle my Desires ;

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By him, who sees us both, and chears our Sight;
By him, the publick Minister of Light,
I swear that Sun begot thee i if Ilye,
Let him his chearful Inftuence deny :
Let him no more this perjar'd Creature see,
And shine on all the World but only me.
If still

you
doubt

your Mother's Innocence,
His Eastern Mansion is not far from hence ::
With little Pains you to his Leveé go,
And from himself your Parentage may know,
With joy th?'ambitious Youth his Mother heard,
And eager for the Journey foon prepar'd.
He longs the World beneath him to survey ;
To guide the Chariot, and to give the Day :
From Meroe's burning Sands he bends his Course;
Nor less in India feels his Father's Force ;
His Travel urging, till he came in fight,
And saw the Palace by the Purple Light..

The Fable of IPH 18 and I AN THE..

From the ninth Book of
OVID'S MET AMOR PH.OS E S. -

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He Fame of this, perhaps, thro' Crete had flowns

But Crete had newer Wonders of her own,
In Iphis chang'd; For near the Gnoffian Bounds,
(As loud Report the Miracle resounds)
At Phapus dwelt a Man of honest Blood,
But meanly born, and not so rich as good ;:
Efteem'd, and lov'd by all the Neighbourhood :
Who to his Wife, before the Time affign'd
For Child-birth came, thus bluntly spoke his Mind.

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If Heav'n, said Lygdus, will vouchsafe to hear,
I have but two Petitions to prefer ;
Short Pains for thee, for me a Son and Heir.
Girls coft as many Throes in bringing forth ;
Beside, when born, the Tits are little worth
Weak puling things, unable to sustain
Their Share of Labour, and their Bread to gain.
If, therefore, thou a Creatare shalt produce,
Of so great Charges, and so little Use,
(Bear Witness, Heav'n, with what Reluctancy)
Her hapless Innocence I doom to die.
He said, and Tears the common Grief display,
Of him who bad, and her who must obey.

Yet Telethufa ftill perfifts, to find
Fit Arguments to move a Father's Mind ;
T'extend his Wiihes to a larger Scope,
And in one Vessel not confine his Hope.
Lygdus continues hard : Her Time drew near,
And she her heavy Load could scarcely bear ;
When slumbring, in the latter Shades of Night,
Before th' Approaches of returning Light,
She saw, or thought he saw, before her Bed,
A glorious Train, and lfis at their Head :
Her

moony Horns were on her Forehead plac'd,
And yellow Sheaves her shining Temples grac'd :
A Mitre, for a Crown, she wore on high;
The Dog, and dappl'd Bull were waiting by :
Ofiris, fought along the Banks of Nile ;
The Silent God; the sacred Crocodile ;
And, laft, a long Procession moving on,
With Timbrels, that aslift the lab'ring Moon.
Her Slumbers seem'd dispell’d, and, broad awake;.
She heard a Voice, that thus distinctly spake.

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