Nigh on the Plain in many cells prepard, [ 700 ]

That underneath had veins of liquid fire

Slucd from the Lake, a second multitude

With wondrous Art found out the massie Ore,

Severing each kind, and scumd the Bullion dross:

A third as soon had formd within the ground [ 705 ]

A various mould, and from the boyling cells

By strange conveyance filld each hollow nook,

As in an Organ from one blast of wind

To many a row of Pipes the sound-board breaths.

Anon out of the earth a Fabrick huge [ 710 ]

Rose like an Exhalation, with the sound

Of Dulcet Symphonies and voices sweet,

Built like a Temple, where Pilasters round

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