And in another Place,
[62] O! ego quantum egi! quam vasta potentia nostra est!
What Feats I've wrought! how mighty is my Pow'r!
And in the next Verse almost,
[63] —Sic est mea magna potestas.
—So mighty is my Pow'r.
In the Sixth Book Niobe magnifying her own Happiness, and extolling herself above Measure, boasts thus,
[64] Sum felix; quis enim negat hoc? felixque manebo; Hoc quoque quis dubitat? tutam me copia fecit. Major sum quam cui possit Fortuna nocere; &c. Excessere metum bona jam mea, &c.
Thrice happy I, for who can that contest? Or who deny that I shall long be blest? By Plenty crown'd I dread no Change of Fate, Despise both Fortune's Friendship, and her Hate. My Bliss is plac'd above the Reach of Fear, &c.
But to omit other Instances, only take a View of Narcissus in the same Poet, desperately in Love with himself: