Waves:
Who, managing his Steeds in Air serene,
Flies swift with slacken'd Reins and loose Career.

Mr. _Pit_,

"Then did the roaring Waves their Rage compose,
When the great Father of the Flood arose,
Rapt by his Steeds he flies in open Day,
Throws up the Reins, and skims the watry Way.

"_Atque rotis summas levibus pellabitur undas._

Dr. _Trapp_,

"And with light Wheels upon the Surface rides,

Mr. _Pit_,

"Then mounted on his radiant Carr he rides,
And wheels along the Level of the Tides.

Again,

"_AEole (namque tibi divum pater atque hominum rex
Et mulcere dedit fluctus, & tollere vento)_

Dr. _Trapp_,

"--O AEolus (for thee
The Sire of Gods, and King of Men impow'rs
To smooth the Waves, or raise them with the Wind.)

Mr. _Pit_,

"--Since mighty _Jove_,
The King of Men, and Sire of Gods above,
Gives thee, great _AEolus_, the Power to raise
Storms at thy sovereign Will, and smooth the Seas.

Again,

"_Sit ait, & dicto citius tumida aequora placat,
Collectasque fugat nubes, solemque reducit._

Dr. _Trapp_,

"So spake the God, and sooner than he spoke
Appeas'd the tossing of the Waves, dispell'd
The Clouds collected, and restor'd the Sun.

Mr. _Pit_,

"He spoke, and speaking chas'd the Clouds away:
Hush'd the loud Billows, and restor'd the Day.

Again,

"--_Fotum Gremio dea tollit in altos
Idaliae lucos._

Dr. _Trapp_,

"--And on her Bosom hush'd,
Carries him to _Idalia_'s lofty Groves.--

Mr. _Pit_,

"Lull'd in her Lap to rest, the Queen of Love
Conveys him to the soft _Idalian_ Grove.

Again,

"--_Ubi tot Simois correpta sub undis
Scuta virum, galeasque, & fortia corpora volvit,_

Dr. _Trapp_,

"Where _Simois_ in his rapid Torrent rolls
So many Warriour Bodies, Helms and Shields.

Mr. _Pit_,

"Where _Simois_ Streams incumber'd with the Slain,
Roll'd Shields, and Helms, and Heroes to the Main.

Again,

"_Urbs antiqua fuit, Tyrii tenuere coloni
Carthago, Italiam contra, Tiberinaque longe
Ostia, dives opum, studiisque asperrima belli,_

Dr. _Trapp_,

"Fronting th' _Italian_ Coast, and _Tyber_'s Mouth,
Tho' far remote, an ancient City stood.
_Carthage_ its Name, a Colony of _Tyre_,
Mighty in Wealth, and rough in study'd War,

Mr. _Pit_,

"Against th' _Italian_ Coast, of ancient Fame,
A City rose, and _Carthage_ was the Name;
A _Tyrian_ Colony: From _Tyber_ far,