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Show 8 B U S I R I S, Tier. Thrice happy Land ! did not her dreadful Far Um'd^Bufiris, whom the World reveres, Lay all his mining Wonders in Difgrace, By Cruelty and Pride. Svvh By Pride indeed ; H e calls himfelf the Proud, and glories in it, Nor would exchange for Jupiter's Almighty. H a v e we-not feen himfhake his filver Reins O'er harnefb'd Monarchs, to his Chariot yok'd f In full en Majefty they ftalk along, With Eyes of Indignation and Defpair, Wnile he aloft difplays hii impious State, With half their rifled Kingdoms o'er hit Brow, Blazinz to Heaven in Diamond, and Gold. Bher. Nor 1 fs the Tyrant's Cruelty than Pride j His horrid Altars flream with human Blood, And Piety is Murder in his Hand. [A great Shout. Syph There rofc the Voice of twice two hundred thoufand, A n d broke the C'ouds, and clear'd the Face of Day ; T h e King, who from this Temple's airy Height, With Heart dilated, that great W o r k furveys, Which fhall proclaim what can be done by Man, HaVftruck his Purple Streamer, and defcends. Bher. Twice ten long Years have feen that haughty Pile. Which Nations with united Toil advance, Gain on the Skies, and labour up to Heaven. Syph. T h e King -or proftrate fall, or difappsar. Jr (Exeunt, Enter Buiiris attended. Bufi This ancient ChU Memphis the Renown'd, Almoft Coseval with the Sun himfelf, And boafting Strength fcarce fooner to decay, H o w wanton fits fhe amid Nature's Smiles, Nor from her higheft Turret as to view, Bat golden Land*kips, and luxuriant ^enes, A Waftc of Wealthf the Storehoufe of the WorW . arrive, mes KlNGofW- 9 hi I from the *nki/f «*e?^iUea Tower. i^hcirPride, andfee he^g he £hore : SU«a*^>^is.«» • Ai, and end. among the Stan, Lengthens m Air, an ^.^ xh Whl|e every oth«obj ^ ^ v K W> In mighty (hade, ano i Ai King! compar d with ir.e Enter Aulete., he falls proftra'.e. MOHveforever,B^,^ofMen! Buf Auletes, rife. •.,,,,, Climes arr: AL Ambaffadors from various^ ^ To view your Wonderland w g g Each loaden with the Gift his Co on y y . Of which the meancft rife to Gold an T h c r i c h ^ W M nils hit ample V ^ With f«cred Incenfe ^ ^ ^ ^ . A thoufand Courfer. fleeter than the Wind , And their black Riders darken all the Plain . Camels and Eleqhanti from otner Realms, Bending beneath a Weight of Luxury, Brinj the belt Seafons of their various \ ears, Andlrave their Monarchs poor. Buf. What from the Pcrfian f Aul. He bends before your Throne, and weighs The reft, in Tribute, End out-fhmes in State. Buf. Away, He fees me not, I know his Purpofe, A Spy nponmyGrcatnefs, and no Friend : Take hit Ambaffador, and fhew him Egypt, In Memphis fhew him various Nations met, As in a Sea, yet not confin'd in Space, But ftreaming freely thro* the fp^cious Streets, Which fend forth Millions at each biaz,:n Gate, When far out. |