John Dryden (1631–1700). The Poems of John Dryden. 1913.
Songs from the PlaysHymn to the Sun, from The Indian Queen
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Whose glories rise
By sacrifice
And from our fates below,
Never did your Altars shine
Feasted with Blood so near divine.
Princes to whom we bow,
As they to you,
Thus you can ravish from a throne,
And by their loss of pow’r declare your own.