Fire and brimstone from heaven, from earth, in hell, or, Three discourses I. Concerning…

—Sed horrificis juxta tonat Aetna ruinis; Int•rdumque atram prorumpit ad aether a nubem, Turbine fumantem piceo, & candente favilla: Attollitque globos slammarum, & sidera lambit. Interdum scopulos, avulsaque viscera montis Erigit eructans, liquefactaque saxa per aur as Cum gemitu glomer at, fundoque exaestuat imo. Fama est, Enceladi semustum ful•ine corpus ⟨p. 55⟩Urgeri mole hâc, ingentemque insuper Aetnam Impositam, ruptis flammam expirare caminis; Et fessum quoties mutat latus intremere omnem Murmur Trinacriam, & caelum subtexere fumo.

—Sed horrificis juxta tonat Aetna ruinis; Int•rdumque atram prorumpit ad aether a nubem, Turbine fumantem piceo, & candente favilla: Attollitque globos slammarum, & sidera lambit. Interdum scopulos, avulsaque viscera montis Erigit eructans, liquefactaque saxa per aur as Cum gemitu glomer at, fundoque exaestuat imo. Fama est, Enceladi semustum ful•ine corpus ⟨p. 55⟩Urgeri mole hâc, ingentemque insuper Aetnam Impositam, ruptis flammam expirare caminis; Et fessum quoties mutat latus intremere omnem Murmure Trinacriam, & caelum subtexere fumo.

In English thus:

Through horrid falls within, like noise of thunder, Mount Aetna sounds as if 'twould break asunder. Thence first a cloud break forth as black as night, With pitchy curls, with sparks like stars to sight. Then follow globes of flames, which mount a loft, As if to kiss the Orbs of Heaven they sought. The bottom-fire like boiling furnace glows, Which melts the hardest stones, and upward throws Great Rocks through th'air with groans. The fame doth go That great Enceladus do lye below Who being thunder-struck, and on him thrown Huge Aetna Mount, with weight to keep him down; When weary he shifts sides, and turns about. He shakes the Mount, his breath in flames goes out As at a Furnace mouth, the Heavens above Are clothed with smoke. Trinacria trembles—