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THE DESTRUCTION OF TROY, An Essay on the second BOOK of Virgil's Aeneis.
WHile all with silence and attention wait,
Thus speaks Aeneas from the bed of State.
Madam, when you command us to review
Our Fate, you make our old wounds bleed anew,
And all those sorrows to my sence restore,
Whereof none saw so much, none suffer'd more,
Not the most cruel of Our conqu'ering Foes
So unconcern'dly can relate our woes,
As not to lend a tear, Then how can I
Repress the horror of my thoughts, which flie