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This dame, high in pride, rollicked in cloud and in thunder, Then, low in melancholia, cracked earth in an eruption; Wherefore, like churls drunken, vomits forth big-bellied Poseidon All his wealth presently, as in a distemperature Of the bowels,...

This dame, high in pride, rollicked in cloud and in thunder,

Then, low in melancholia, cracked earth in an eruption;

Wherefore, like churls drunken, vomits forth big-bellied Poseidon

All his wealth presently, as in a distemperature

Of the bowels, and seemed with this yielded up on shore

In arbitration to conciliate the rageress

Against parched earth, her wonted footstool and furniture;

Least like gods faulting votaries, she earth carnages for redress:

                That though ecstasied, yet she flared to register ‘mongst women,

                Plebeian company! Raged, quaked in horripilation all men!

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Of such one doyenne I dreamed, as put earth in fear,

A long while before, when ‘twere no tongue in man’s head

Couldst buoy me the bottom of this dream,

As, in troth, suchlike planets outvast their own sphere!

An oversupply ‘twas million carraques rich-lade,

As overburdened the ford-deep sea, that with vaward

Cowed the harbor who moored for receipt, inroading forward,

As would the needy lackey he means to enrich now invade!

                But then from this I woke, as ‘faith, I did; or else did not yet;

                And ‘pon such very deity chanced, as one spies a comet

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                Bolt the wind it tunnels through, and into murky shadows creep;

                Yet now I gaze her, that methinks am took or mistook in sleep!

 

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