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Suns that through blood their western harbour sought, And stars that in their courses fought; Towers rent, winds combating with woods, Lands deluged by unbridled floods; And beast and bird that from the spell Of sleep took import terrible;-- These types mysterious (if the show Of battle and the routed foe Had failed) would furnish an array Of matter for the dawning day!