Frailties and passions, long suppress’d, were shown:
Then to provoke him was a dangerous thing,
His pride would punish, and his temper sting;
His powerful hatred sought th’ avenging hour,
And his proud vengeance struck with all his power,
Save when th’ offender took a prudent way
The rising storm of fury to allay:
This might he do, and so in safety sleep,
By largely casting to the angry deep;
Or, better yet (its swelling force t’assuage),