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There was a time when tna's silent fire	A
Slept unperceived the mountain yet entire	A
When conscious of no danger from below	B
She tower'd a cloud capt pyramid of snow	B
No thunders shook with deep intestine sound	C
The blooming groves that girdled her around	C
Her unctuous olives and her purple vines	D
Unfelt the fury of those bursting mines	D
The peasant's hopes and not in vain assured	E
In peace upon her sloping sides matured	E
When on a day like that of the last doom	F
A conflagration labouring in her womb	F
She teem d and heaved with an infernal birth	G
That shook the circling seas and solid earth	G
Dark and voluminous the vapours rise	H
And hang their horrors in the neighbouring skies	H
While through the Stygian veil that blots the day	I
In dazzling streaks the vivid lightnings play	I
But oh what muse and in what powers of song	J
Can trace the torrent as it burns along	J
Havoc and devastation in the van	K
It marches o er the prostrate works of man	K
Vines olives herbage forests disappear	L
And all the charms of a Sicilian year	L
Revolving seasons fruitless as they pass	M
See it an uninform d and idle mass	M
Without a soil to invite the tiller s care	N
Or blade that might redeem it from despair	N
Yet time at length what will not time achieve	O
Clothes it with earth and bids the produce live	P
Once more the spiry myrtle crowns the glade	Q
And ruminating flocks enjoy the shade	Q
O bliss precarious and unsafe retreats	R
O charming Paradise of shortlived sweets	R
The self same gale that wafts the fragrance round	C
Brings to the distant ear a sullen sound	C
Again the mountain feels the imprison d foe	B
Again pours ruin on the vale below	B
Ten thousand swains the wasted scene deplore	S
That only future ages can restore	S
Ye monarchs whom the lure of honour draws	T
Who write in blood the merits of your cause	U
Who strike the blow then plead your own defence	V
Glory your aim but justice your pretence	V
Behold in AEtna s emblematic fires	V
The mischiefs your ambitious pride inspires	V
Fast by the stream that bounds your just domain	W
And tells you where you have a right to reign	W
A nation dwells not envious of your throne	X
Studious of peace their neighbour s and their own	X
Ill fated race how deeply must they rue	Y
Their only crime vicinity to you	Y
The trumpet sounds your legions swarm abroad	Z
Through the ripe harvest lies their destined road	A2
At every step beneath their feet they tread	B2
The life of multitudes a nation s bread	B2
Earth seems a garden in its loveliest dress	V
Before them and behind a wilderness	V
Famine and Pestilence her firstborn son	C2
Attend to finish what the sword begun	C2
And echoing praises such as fiends might earn	D2
And folly pays resound at your return	D2
A calm succeeds but Plenty with her train	W
Of heartfelt joys succeeds not soon again	E2
And years of pining indigence must show	B
What scourges are the gods that rule below	B
Yet man laborious man by slow degrees	V
Such is his thirst of opulence and ease	V
Plies all the sinews of industrious toil	F2
Gleans up the refuse of the general spoil	F2
Rebuilds the towers that smoked upon the plain	W
And the sun gilds the shining spires again	E2
Increasing commerce and reviving art	G2
Renew the quarrel on the conqueror s part	G2
And the sad lesson must be learn d once more	S
That wealth within is ruin at the door	S
What are ye monarchs laurell d heroes say	V
But tnas of the suffering world ye sway	V
Sweet Nature stripp d of her embroider d robe	H2
Deplores the wasted regions of her globe	H2
And stands a witness at Truth s awful bar	I2
To prove you there destroyers as ye are	I2
O place me in some heaven protected isle	J2
Where Peace and Equity and Freedom smile	J2
Where no volcano pours his fiery flood	K2
No crested warrior dips his plume in blood	K2
Where Power secures what Industry has won	C2
Where to succeed is not to be undone	C2
A land that distant tyrants hate in vain	W
In Britain s isle beneath a George s reign	W

William Cowper

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