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Built amidst waves, whilst Neptune pleas'd surveys,
Fair Venice sovereign of the Adrian seas.
No more, said he, let Jove or Mars presume
To boast the dome and tow'rs of rival Rome
Tho' Tiber more than stormy Adria please,
View both these cities with impartial eyes;
With wonder struck, this difference you'll assign,
This built by mortal, that by hands divine.
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