And ill the self-destroying flame
Deserves that soft angelic name.
Oh! could this verse, this fabling lay,
Extend or but confirm thy sway!
Or, warn’d by this, if only one
Thy foes’ destructive arts shall shun!
Since dangers rise with every sun,
With ev’ry sand united run;
Four Bulls, by mutual vows ally’d,
The morrow’s unknown ills defy’d;