Chapter 30 No.30

The juggling sea-god,[5] when by chance trepann'd

By some instructed querist sleeping on the sand,

Impatient of all answers, straight became

A stealing brook, and strove to creep away

Into his native sea,

Vex'd at their follies, murmur'd in his stream;

But disappointed of his fond desire,

Would vanish in a pyramid of fire.

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