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On either Side the Foe outragious grew,
And Deaths unseen in dreadful Tempefts flew :
Deftru&tion they exchange ; by Turns they give
Exploded Ruin, and by Turns receive.
The Cannons Roar did distant Regions scare,
Shake all the Shores, and torture all the Air;
With a strange Tempest did becalm the Deep,
Compose the Waves, and lay the Winds asleep.
Once Jove from Ida did both Hofts survey,
And when he pleas'd to thunder, part the Fray:
Here Heav'n in vain that kind Retreat should found,
The louder Cannon had the Thunder drown'd.
Vast Sheets of Flame, and pitchy Clouds arise ;
And burning Vomit spouts against the Skies:
Tempests of Fire th'altonilh'd Heav'ns annoy,
Fierce as thofe Storms that from their Clouds destroy.
Now Seas of Water mix with Seas of Blood,
And crimson Billows reek along the Flood :
The half-burnt Ships, which on the Ocean glide,
With ignominious Wreck deform the Tide.
The burning Ships the banilh'd Sun supply,
And no Light shines but that by which Men dye.
To the tall Masts the raging Flame aspires,
And Neighbour firs to Heav'n's contiguous Fires :
Scorch'd Bodies, broken Mafts, and fmoking Beams,
Promiscuous Ruin, float along the Streams.
Toft by a Whirlwind of tempestuous Fire,
A thousand Wretches in the Air expire:
Into the Waves fome their pale Bodies throw,
And fly from Death above to Death below,
As th'Elm, which of its Arms the Ax bereaves,
New Strength and Vigour from its Wounds receives;
Their Rage by Loss of Blood is kindled more ;
And with their Guns, like Hurricanes they roar.
Like Hurricanes, the knotted Oaks they tear,
Scourge the vex'd Ocean, and corment the Air:
Whilft Earth, Air, Sea,' in wild Confusion hurld,
With universal Wreck, and Chaos, threat the World,
Snch would the Noife be should this mighty All,
Cruth'd and confounded, into Atoms fall.
The Ships, which in magnificent Array,
But just before did their proud Flags display,
And seem'd with warring Destiny to play;
Now from our Rage, defpoil'd of Rigging, tow,
Or burn, or up into the Air they blow.
Thus a large Row of Oaks does long remain
The Oroiment and Shelter of the Plain :
With their aspiring Heads they reach the Sky,
Their huge extended Arms the Winds defy :
The Tempest sees their Strength, and fighs, and passes by.
When Jove concern'd that they so high aspire,
Amongst them sends his own revenging Fire :
Which does wich dismal Havock on 'em fall ;
Burns fome, and tears up fome, but rends them all ;
From their dead Trunks cheir mangled Arms are corn,
And from their Heads their scatter'd Glories born:
Upon the Heath they blasted stand, and bare ;
And those whom once they shelter'd, now they scare. Dan.
Amid the Main Two mighty Fleets engage,
Their brazen Beaks oppos'd with equal Rage ;
Moving they fight, with Oars and forky Prows
The Froth is gather'd, and the Water glows :
It seems as if the Cyclades again
Were rooted up, and justled in the Main ;
Or floating Mountains, floating Mountains meet;
Such is the fierce Encounter of the Fleet :
Fireballs are thrown, and pointed Jav'lins fly :
The Fields of Neptune take a purple Die.
FIR E. See Funeral.
As when in Summer welcome Winds arise,
The watchful Shepherd to the Forest flies,
And fires the midmost Plants: Contagion spreads,
And catching Flames infeft the neighb'ring Heads ;
Around the Forest flies the furious Blast,
And all the leafy Nation finks at last,
And Vulcan rides in Triumph o'er the Waste :
The Pastor, pleas'd with his dire Victory,
Beholds the faciate Flames in Sheets ascend the Sky. Dryd. Virg.
The conqu’ring Flames advance with lawless Pow'r,
And with outragious Heat the Trees devour.
The spreading Burning lays the Forest waste,
And footy Spoils lie smoking where it pass’d.
The Lawrels crackle in the burning Fire,
The frighted Sylvans from their Shades retire. Dryd. Virg.
For first the smoold'ring Flame the Trunk receives;
Ascending thence it crackles in the Leaves :
At length vi&orious to the Top aspires,
Involving all the Wood in smoky Fires :
But most, when driv'n by Winds the flaming Storm,
Of the long Files deftroys the beauteous Form. Dryd. Virg.
Thus when a Flood of Fire by Winds is born,
Crackling it rouls, and mows the standing Corn. Dryd. Virg.
The Flames were blown aside,
Fann'd by the Winds, and gave a ruffled Light. Dryd.Pal.& Arc,
When strong rising Flames Resistance find,
Beat downwards by a fierce impetuous Wind ;
The liquid Pyramids with Labour bend
Their Tops, and sink, ftill struggling to ascend.
If in some 'Town a Fire breaks out by chance,
Th’impetuous Flames with lawless Pow'r advance ;
On ruddy Wings the bright Destruction flies,
Follow'd with Ruin, and amazing Cries :
The flaky Plague spreads swiftly with the Wind,
And ghaftly Desolation howls behind.
The crackling Flames appear on high,
And driving Sparkles dance along the Sky :
Driv'n on the Wings of Winds, whole Sheets of Fire
Thro' Air transported to the Roofs aspire;
With Vulcan's Rage the rising Winds conspire. Dryd.Virg.
Ships on Fire. See Fighting at Sea.
The kindled Vengeance rears it's dreadful Head,
And all around Ætnean Terrours spread.
With dismal Wings the cracking Flames arise,
Shoot our their ruddy Tongues, and lick the Skies :
The airy Region Ihines with hideous Light ;
And horrid Day difpels less horrid Night.
A dreadful Outcry on the Deep began;
Ships fell on Ships, Galleys on Galleys ran;
Rigging with Rigging met, and Maft with Mast,
And Sails with_fatal Friendship Sails embrac'd.
With fruitless Toil the Crew oppose the Flame;
No Art can now the spreading Mischief tame:
Some choak’d and smother'd did expiring lie,
Burn with their Ships, and on the Waters fry:
Some, when the Flames could be no more wichstood;
By wild Despair directed, midst the Flood
Themselves in Hafte from their tall Veliels threw,
And from a dry to liquid Ruin flew.
Sad Choice of Death ! when those who Thun the Firé,
Must to as fierce an Element retire.
Uncommon Suff'rings did these Wretches wait:
Both burnt and drown'd, they met a double Fate.
What ghaftly Ruin then deform'd the Deep!
Here glowing Planks, and Aaming Ribs of Oak:
Here smoking Beams, and Mafts in sunder broke;
Nor Coal intirely, nor intirely Wood,
Roll on the Billows, and pollute the Flood.
Here guilded Sterns, there ample Lanthorns float,
And curious Shapes by Master Carvers wrought.
There half-burnt Lions on the Water grin,
And sooty Leopards lose their spotted Skirt.
The gazing Fish are all amaz'd to see
The Monsters of the Forest swim the Sea:
The Flame, unstop'd at first
, more Fury gains,
And Vulcan rides at large with loosen'd Reins;
Triumphant to the painted Sterns he foars,
And fiezes in his way the Banks and crackling Oars.
A Storm of Sparkles and of Flames arise.
Nor will the raging Fires their Furies cease,
But lurking in the Seams with seeming Peace,
Work on their way amid the smould'ring Tow,
Sure in Destruction, but in Motion flow.
The filent Plague chro' the green Timber eats,
And vomits out a tardy Flame by Fits.
Down to the Keels, and upward to the Sails,
The Fire descends, or mounts; but still prevails :
Not Buckets pour'd, nor Strength of human Hand
Can the vi&orious Element withstand,
Or stop the fiery Peft.
Before th'Imperial Palace tow'ring stood
Rare Works of Fire encas'd in painted Wood;
Whose rival Glories did to Heav'n arise,
And Earth-born Thunder rung along the Skies.
The Heav'rs amaz'd with borrow'd Lustre fhone,
With Lights and Meteors of a Race unknown,
With foreign Stars, as thick and splendid as their own.
Sach Noise, such Flames fill'd all the ambient Air,
The very Triumph seem'd another War,
And with the dreadful Joy did all the People scare. Blac.
FIRMAMENT. See Greation.
FISH. See Creation, Muse.
Give me Flattery, Flatt'ry, the Food of Cơurts, that I may rock him, And lull him in the Down of his Desires. Beaun. Role
No Flattery, Boy ! an honest Man can't live by't.
It is a little sneaking Art, which Knaves
Use to cajole, and foften Fools withall :
If thou hast Flattery in thy Nature, out with it ;
Or send it to a Court, for there 'twill thrive. Otw.ork.
'Tis next to Money currant there ;
To be seen daily in as many Forms,
As there are sorts of Vanicies and Men.
The fuperftitious Statesmen has his Sneer,
To smooth a poor Man off, who cannot bribe him:
The grave dull Fellow of Imall Bus'ness fooths
The Humourist, and will needs admire his Wit.
Who without Sipeen could see a hot-brain'd Atheist
Thanking a furly Do&or for his Sermon ?
Or a grave Counsellor meet a smooth young Lord,
Squeeze him by the Hand, and praise his good Complexion ?
There, like a Statue thou hast food besieg'd,
By Sycophants and Fools, the Growth of Courts :
Where thy gulld Eyes, in all the gawdy Round,
Met nothing but a Lie in ev'ry Face ;
And the gross Flatt'ry of a gaping Crowd,
Envious who first should catch, and first applaud
The Stuff, or Royal Nonsense : When I spoke,
My honest homely Words were carp'd and censur'd,
For want of courely Style : Related A&ions,
Tho' modestly reported, pass’d for Buasts:
Secure of Merit, if I ask'd Reward,
Thy hungry Minions thought their rights invaded,
And che Bread snacch'd from Pimps and Parasites. Dryd. Don Seb.
Nay, do not think I flatter:
For what Advancement may I hope from thee ?
Thou no Revenue haft but thy good Spirits,
To feed and cloath thee. Why should the Poor be flatter'd ?
No: Let the candy'd Tongue lick absurd Pomp,
And crook the pregnant Hinges of the Knee,
Where Gain may follow Feigning.
The Man that would be thought a Friend, like Flattery :
Flate'ry ! the meanest Kind of base Dissembling,
And only us'd to catch the groffeft Fools. Row. Amb. Step:
FLOOD. See Deluge.
Thus Deluges, descending on the Plains,
Sweep o'er the yellow Year, destroy the Pains
Of lab'ring Oxen, and the Peasant's Gains ;
Unroot the Forest Oaks, and bear away
Flocks, Folds, and Trees, an undiftinguish'd Prey,
The Shepherd climbs the Cliff, and fees from far
The waftful Ravage of the watry War.
Not with so fierce a Rage the foaming Flood
Roars when he finds his rapid Course withstood ;
Bears down the Dams with unresisted Sway,
And sweeps the Cattle and the Cots away. Dryd. Virg.
The fruitful Nile
Flow'd e'er the wonted Season, with a Torrent
So unexpected, and so wondrous fierce,
That the wild Deluge overtook the Hafte
Ev'n of the Hinds that watch'd it. Men and Beafts
Were born upon the Tops of Trees, that grow