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“O famous Pompey! feel thy Wraith no pain to see the fate of noble feats like thine; nor mourn if all-just Nemesis ordain thy bays be torn by sire-in-law indign; though Phasis frore and parcht Syéné-plain whose perpendic’ular shadows ne’er decline, Bootes’ ice-bergs, and Equator-fires, confess the terrors which thy name inspires;