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Who like their parents haunt the fields, and
bring Their honey-harvest home, and hope another
spring The warlike steed is multiply'd, we find, To wasps and hornets of the warrior kind. Cut from a crab his crooked claws, and hide The rest in earth, a scorpion thence will glide, And shoot his sting, his tail, in circles tofs’d, Refers the limbs his backward father loft. And worms, that stretch on leaves their filmy
loom, Crawl from their bags, and butterflies become. Ev’n slime begets the frogs' loquacious race : Short of their feet at first, in little space With arms and legs endu’d, long leaps they
take, Rais’d on their hinder part, and swim the lake. And waves repel: for nature gives their kind, To that intent, a length of legs behind.
The cubs of bears a living lump appear, When whelp’d, and no determin'd figure wear. Their mother licks 'em into shape, and gives 561 As much of form, as she herself receives.
The grubs from their sexangular abode Crawl out unfinish'd, like the maggót's brood : Trunks without limbs; till time at leisure brings The thighs they wanted, and their tardy wings.
The bird who draws the car of Juno, vain Of her crown'd head, and of her starry train ; And he that bears th' artillery of Jove, 569 The strong-pounc'd eagle, and the billing
dove; And all the feather’d kind, who could suppose (But that from fight, the surest sense, he knows) They from th’included yolk, not ambient white
arose. There are who think the marrow of a man, Which in the fpine, while he was living, ran; 575 When dead, the pith corrupted, will become A snake, and hiss within the hollow tomb. All these receive their birth from other
things; But from himself the phenix only springs : Self-born, begotten by the parent flame In which he hurn'd, another and the fame : Who not by corn or herbs his life fustains, But the sweet effence of Amomum drains : And watches the rich gums Arabia bears, While yet in tender dew they drop their tears. 585 He, (bis five centuries of life fulfill’d) His neft on oaken boughs begins to build, Or trembling tops of palm: and first he draws The plan with his broad bill, and crooked claws, Nature's artificers; on this the pile Is form’d, and rises round; then with the spoil
Of Casia, Cynamon, and stems of Nard, (For softness strew'd beneath,) his funeral bed
is rear'd: Funeral and bridal both ; and all around The borders with corruptless myrrh are crown'd: On this incumbent; till ætherial flame First catches, then consumes the costly frame; Consumes him too, as on the pile he lies ; He liv'd on odours, and in odours dies.
An infant-phænix from the former fprings, His father's heir, and from his tender wings 601 Shakes off his parent duft; his method he pur
fues, And the same lease of life on the same terms
When grown to manhood he begins his reign,
A wonder more amazing would we find ?
India, when conquer'd, on the conqu’ring
god For planted vines the sharp-eyed lynx beftow'd, Whose urine, shed before it touches earth, 620 Congeals in air, and gives to gems their birth. So coral, soft and white in ocean's bed, Comes harden'd
in air, and glows with red. All changing species should my fong recite ; Before I ceas'd, would change the day to
night. Nations and empires flourish and decay, By turns command, and in their turns obey ; Time foftens hardy people, time again Hardens to war a foft, unwarlike train. Thus Troy, for ten long years, her foes with
stood, And daily bleeding bore the expence of blood : Now for thick ftreets it shews an empty space, Or only fill'd with tombs of her own perish'd
race, Herself becomes the sepulchre of what she was.
Mycene, Sparta, Thebes of mighty fame, 635 Are vanish'd out of substance into name, And Dardan Rome, that just begins to rise, On Tiber's banks, in time shall mate the skies; Widening her bounds, and working on her
way, Ev'n now she meditates imperial sway: 640
Yet this is change, but she by changing thrives, Like moons new born, and in her cradle strives To fill her infant-horns ; an hour shall come When the round world shall be contain'd in
Rome. For thus old faws foretel, and Helenus 6+5 Anchifes' drooping fon enliven’d thus, When Ilium now was in a sinking state, And he was doubtful of his future fate : O goddess-born, with thy hard fortune strive, Troy never can be lost, and thou alive. Thy passage thou shalt free through fire and
sword, And Troy in foreign lands shall be restor’d. In happier fields a rising town I fee, Greater than what e'er was, or is, or e'er shall
be : And heaven yet owes the world a race deriv'd from thee.
655 Sages and chiefs, of other lineage born, The city shall extend, extended shall adorn: But from Iulus he must draw his birth, By whom thy Rome flall rule the conquer'd
earth: Whom heaven will lend mankind on earth to reign,
660 And late require the precious pledge again. This Helenus to great Æneas told, Which I retain, e'er since in other mold