And Horus now shines out with greater pow’r.
VI.
Ascendant in the heav’ns the monarch reigns.
Noon (all-defiant in th’ imperial plains),
Surnamed Meridian, bends his mystic bow,
And waits the assault of his presumptuous foe;[206]
But grew despairingly as forth he came
(Like heav’n and earth combin’d in one great flame.)
Towards the vertex of the brazen arch.
But as he came, and with prodigious march,