As when a Vultur on Imaus bred,
Whose snowie ridge the roving Tartar bounds,
Dislodging from a Region scarce of prey
Te the flesh of Lambs or yeanling Kids
On Hills where Flocks are fed, flies toward the Springs [ 435 ]
Of Ganges or Hydaspes, Indian streams;
But in his way lights on the barren Plaines
Of Seria, where eses drive
With Sails and Wind thir ie Waggons light:
So on this windie Sea of Land, the Fiend [ 440 ]
Walkd up and down alo on his prey,
Alone, for other Creature in this place
Living or liveless to be found was none,
, but store hereafter from the earth
Up hither like Aereal vapours flew [ 445 ]
Of all things transitorie and vain, when Sin
With vanity had filld the works of men:
Both all things vain, and all who in vain things
Built thir fond hopes of Glorie or lasting fame,
Or happiness in this or th other life; [ 450 ]
All who have thir reward oh, the fruits
Of painful Superstition and blind Zeal,
Naught seeking but the praise of men, h……（内容加载失败！）
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