But see, the face of Heav'n begins to frown,
The sullen, heavy day goes low'ring on. [fol. 399.]
The sun in mists and vapours hides his head,
And gloomy darkness o'er the world is spread.
Hear, Heav'n's hoarse voice runs murmuring thro' the sky,
And pales of horrid thunder dreadful fly.
Flashes of lightning thro' the air do gleam.
And Æther seems but one continued flame;
Clouds dash'd on clouds with utmost fury rend,
And on the drowned earth their watery ruines send.