That what in wisdom for herself she doth,
Others shall e'er be able to undo.
"Look! and behold, from Calpe's sunburnt cliffs[KP]
To the flat margin of the Baltic sea,
Long-reverenced titles cast away as weeds;
Laws overturned; and territory split,
Like fields of ice rent by the polar wind,
And forced to join in less obnoxious shapes
Which,[847] ere they gain consistence, by a gust
Of the same breath are shattered and destroyed.