Synopsis

--With mighty Force Two Bulls in Battle : repeated Wounds Mutual inflict: Black Gore their Bodies laves: Their Horns against each other struggling push Direct: They roar aloud: The Woods, and huge Olympus' Top reverberate the Noise. Nor after this can both together feed: The Vanquish'd quits the Field, and exil'd seeks Some unknown distant Coast, his dire Disgrace Much mourning, and the haughty Victor's Wounds, And his lost Loves, which unreveng'd he leaves: And looking back, with oft retorted Eye, From his hereditary Realm retires.-- As when two mighty Bulls, with hostile Force, And pushing Horns, in dreadful Battle , The trembling Keepers, and the Herd aloof Stand mute with Fear: the Heifers faintly lowe, Doubtful to which the Empire of the Wood Must fall, which Lord the Pastures must obey. They with prodigious Strength alternate Wounds Inflict: with clatt'ring Horns each other gore, And with large Blood their Necks and Dewlaps lave: The Wood all round rebellows to the Noise.--