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On Tiber's banks Tiber whose waters glide	A
In slow meanders down to Gaigra's side	A
And circling all the horrid mountain round	B
Rushes impetuous to the deep profound	B
Rolls o'er the ragged rocks with hideous yell	C
Collects its waves beneath the earth's vast shell	C
There for a while in loud confusion hurl'd	D
It crumbles mountains down and shakes the world	D
Till borne upon the pinions of the air	E
Through the rent earth the bursting waves appear	F
Fiercely propell'd the whiten'd billows rise	G
Break from the cavern and ascend the skies	G
Then lost and conquered by superior force	H
Through hot Arabia holds its rapid coursel	C
On Tiber's banks where scarlet jas'mines bloom	I
And purple aloes shed a rich perfume	I
Where when the sun is melting in his heat	J
The reeking tygers find a cool retreat	J
Bask in the sedges lose the sultry beam	K
And wanton with their shadows in the stream	K
On Tiber's banks by sacred priests rever'd	L
Where in the days of old a god appear'd	L
'Twas in the dead of night at Chalma's feast	M
The tribe of Alra slept around the priest	M
He spoke as evening thunders bursting near	F
His horrid accents broke upon the ear	N
Attend Alraddas with your sacred priest	M
This day the sun is rising in the east	M
The sun which shall illumine all the earth	O
Now now is rising in a mortal birth	O
He vanish'd like a vapour of the night	P
And sunk away in a faint blaze of light	P
Swift from the branches of the holy oak	Q
Horror confusion fear and torment brake	R
And still when midnight trims her mazy lamp	S
They take their way through Tiber's wat'ry swamp	T
On Tiber's banks close ranked a warring train	U
Stretch'd to the distant edge of Galca's plain	U
So when arrived at Gaigra's highest steep	V
We view the wide expansion of the deep	V
See in the gilding of her wat'ry robe	W
The quick declension of the circling globe	W
From the blue sea a chain of mountains rise	G
Blended at once with water and with skies	G
Beyond our sight in vast extension curl'd	D
The check of waves the guardians of the world	D
Strong were the warriors as the ghost of Cawn	U
Who threw the Hill of archers to the lawn	U
When the soft earth at his appearance fled	X
And rising billows play'd around his head	X
When a strong tempest rising from the main	U
Dashed the full clouds unbroken on the plain	U
Nicou immortal in the sacred song	Y
Held the red sword of war and led the strong	Y
From his own tribe the sable warriors came	Z
Well try'd in battle and well known in fame	Z
Nicou descended from the god of war	A2
Who lived coeval with the morning star	B2
Narada was his name who cannot tell	C
How all the world through great Narada fell	C
Vichon the god who ruled above the skies	G
Look'd on Narada but with envious eyes	G
The warrior dared him ridiculed his might	P
Bent his white bow and summon'd him to fight	P
Vichon disdainful bade his lightnings fly	C
And scatter'd burning arrows in the sky	C
Threw down a star the armour of his feet	J
To burn the air with supernat'ral heat	J
Bid a loud tempes roar beneath the ground	B
Lifted him up and bore him thro' the sea	C2
The waters still ascending fierce and high	C
He tower'd into the chambers of the sky	C
There Vichon sat his armour on his bed	X
He thought Narada with the mighty dead	X
Before his seat the heavenly warrior stands	D2
The lightning quiv'ring in his yellow hands	D2
The god astonish'd dropt hurl'd from the shore	A2
He dropt to torments and to rise no more	A2
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Head long he falls 'tis his own arms compel	C
Condemn'd in ever burning fires to dwell	C
From this Narada mighty Nicou sprung	E2
The mighty Nicou furious wild and young	E2
Who led th'embattled archers to the field	F2
And more a thunderbolt upon his shield	F2
That shield his glorious father died to gain	U
When the white warriors fled along the plain	U
When the full sails could not provoke the flood	G2
Till Nicou came and swell'd the seas with blood	G2
Slow at the end of his robust array	H2
The mighty warrior pensive took his way	H2
Against the son of Nair the young Rorest	G2
Once the companion of his youthful breast	G2
Strong were the passions of the son of Nair	E
Strong as the tempest of the evening air	E
Insatiate in desire fierce as the boar	A2
Firm in resolve as Cannie's rocky shore	A2
Long had the gods endeavour'd to destroy	I2
All Nicou's friendship happiness and joy	I2
They sought in vain 'till Vicat Vichon's son	U
Never in feats of wickedness outdone	U
Saw Nica sister to the Mountain king	J2
Drest beautiful with all the flow'rs of spring	J2
He saw and scatter'd poison in her eyes	G
From limb to limb in varied forms he flies	G
Dwelt on her crimson lip and added grace	K2
To every glossy feature of her face	K2
Rorest was fir'd with passion at the sight	G2
Friendship and honor sunk to Vicat's right	G2
He saw he lov'd and burning with desire	L2
Bore the soft maid from brother sister sire	L2
Pining with sorrow Nica faded died	G2
Like a fair alow in its morning pride	G2
This brought the warrior to the bloody mead	G2
And sent to young Rorest the threat'ning reed	G2
He drew his army forth Oh need I tell	C
That Nicou conquer'd and the lover fell	C
His breathless army mantled all the plain	U
And Death sat smiling on the heaps of slain	U
The battle ended with his reeking dart	G2
The pensive Nicou pierc'd his beating heart	G2
And to his mourning valiant warriors cry'd	G2
I and my sister's ghost are satisfy'd	G2

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