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O'er the sore travail of the common Earth C. I., 4o.
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Seiz'd in sore travail and portentous birth
(Her eyeballs flashing a pernicious glare)
Sick Nature struggles! Hark! her pangs increase!
Her groans are horrible! but O! most fair
The promis'd Twins she bears—Equality and Peace!
C. I., 4o.
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thy] the 1797, 1803.
[III]] Epode C. I., 4o, 1797, 1803.
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Ah! whither C. I., 4o.