A robe obscene was oâ??er her shoulders thrown,
A dress by fates and furies worn alone. us
She tossed her meagre arms; her better handâ??
In waving circles whirled a funâ??ral brand: ...
Fraternal rage, the guilty Thebesâ?? alarms,
Thâ?? alternate reign destroyed by impious arms,
Demand our song; a sacred fury fires
My ravished breast, and all the muse inspires. ...
Oh race confed-rate into crimes, that prove
Triumphant o-er th- eluded rage of Jove!
This wearied arm can scarce the bolt sustain,
And unregarded thunder rolls in vain: ...
For by the black infernal Styx I swear,
(That dreadful oath which binds the thunderer)
-Tis fixed; th- irrevocable doom of Jove;
No force can bend me, no persuasion move. ...
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