Envy in the immortals; and at last
Not overthrown without th’ embattled aid
Of angry Neptune. So may He once more
Rise from his troubled bed, and send his waves,
Urged on to fury by contending winds,
With horned violence to push and whelm
This pile, usurping on his watry reign!
From hostile shores returning, glad I look
On native scenes again; and first salute
Thee, Burton[10], and thy lofty cliff, where oft