And bears aloft, with terrors hung, The honours of the vulgar tongue. Here Stentor, always heard with awe, In thundering accents deals out law: 1230 Twelve furlongs off each dreadful word Was plainly and distinctly heard, And every neighbour hill around Return'd and swell'd the mighty sound; The loudest virgin of the stream, Compared with him would silent seem; Thames, (who, enraged to find his course Opposed, rolls down with double force, Against the bridge indignant roars, And lashes the resounding shores) 1240 Compared with him, at lowest tide, In softest whispers seems to glide. Hither, directed by the noise, Swell'd with the hope of future joys, Through too much zeal and haste made lame, The reverend slave of Dulman came. 'Stentor'--with such a serious air, With such a face of solemn care, As might import him to contain A nation's welfare in his brain-- 1250 'Stentor,' cries Crape. 'I'm hither sent On business of most high intent, Great Dulman's orders to convey; Dulman commands, and I obey; Big with those throes which patriots feel, And labouring for the commonweal, Some secret, which forbids him rest, Tumbles and tosses in his breast; Tumbles and tosses to get free, And thus the Chief commands by me: 1260 'To-morrow, if the day appear Likely to turn out fair and clear, Proclaim a grand processionade-- Be all the city pomp display'd-- Our citizens to council call-- Let all meet--'tis the cause of all!' BOOK IV.