Cave of Poverty, The - Part 13

While Herds below the Mortal Influence feel,
Some dying on the Herbage, others dead,
Struck with th' Aerial Blast they seem to reel,
With languid swimming Eye, and drooping Head.
The hardy Steer a-while resists his Pain,
But sinks o'er-master'd with the potent Bane.
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