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1When mighty
Nimrod1
, hunting after fame,2Built this huge
fabric2
to get him a name3
3(Fearing another
deluge4
might o’erflow,4And all man’s petty projects overthrow),
5
With slime and brick, instead of lime and stone,5
6He meant to reach unto God’s glorious throne.
7O, vain! To think by those terrestrial towers
8
They6
could ascend super-celestial7
bowers8
,9Foolishly dreaming their dim mortal sight
10Could view invisible, inaccessible light!
11From this the
fiction of the giants9
rose,12When they th’Olympic deities oppose;
13Then fierce
Egeous10
scorned Jove’s thunderstocks11
,14When at his head he threw a hundred rocks;
15Like molehills, mountain upon mountains hailed.
16Thus, most presumptuously,
they12
Heaven scaled,17Till thunder
routed13
this rebellious crew.18So let usurping Nimrods have their due:
19Let their accurséd plots prove their delusion;
20
For fancied glory, let them find confusion.14
21But from presumption, Lord preserve my soul,
22
That15
in thy mercy I may safely roll16
,23Resting in Christ, that blesséd
cornerstone17
;24Then by his steps I’ll mount his glorious throne.