Muscipula Sive Cambromyomachia: The Mouse-trap, Or The Battle of the Welsh and the Mice; in Latin and English: with Other Poems, in Different Languages

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M. W. Dodd, 1840 - National characteristics, Welsh - 96 pages
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Page 52 - And the smart twinges, when the eye beholds the Lofty Judge frowning, and a flood of vengeance Rolling afore him. Hopeless immortals! how they scream and shiver While devils push them to the pit wide-yawning ; Hideous and gloomy, to receive them headlong Down to the centre.
Page 50 - How the poor sailors stand amazed and tremble, While the hoarse thunder, like a bloody trumpet, Roars a loud onset to the gaping waters, Quick to devour them! Such shall the noise be and the wild disorder, (If things eternal may be like these earthly) Such the dire terror, when the great Archangel Shakes the creation, Tears the strong pillars of the vault of heaven, Breaks up old marble, the repose of princes; See the graves open, and the bones arising, Flames all around 'em!
Page 56 - Mauris jaculis neque arcu Nee venenatis gravida sagittis, Fusee, pharetra, Sive per Syrtes iter aestuosas Sive facturus per inhospitalem Caucasum vel quae loca fabulosus Lambit Hydaspes. Namque me silva lupus in Sabina, Dum meam canto Lalagen et ultra Terminum curis vagor expeditis, Fugit inermem ; Quale portentum neque militaris '. Daunias latis alit aesculetis, Nee Jubae tellus general, leonum Arida nutrix.
Page 56 - Arida nutrix. Pone me pigris ubi nulla campis Arbor aestiva recreatur aura, Quod latus mundi nebulae malusque luppiter urget ; 20 Pone sub curru nimium propinqui Solis in terra domibus negata : Dulce ridentem Lalagen amabo, Dulce loquentem.
Page 50 - When the fierce north wind with his airy forces Rears up the Baltic to a foaming fury; And the red lightning with a storm of hail comes Rushing amain down, How the poor sailors stand amazed and tremble! While the hoarse thunder like a bloody trumpet Roars a loud onset to the gaping waters Quick to devour them. THE DAY OF JUDGMENT...
Page 50 - The Day of Judgment An Ode attempted in English Sapphic When the fierce Northwind with his airy forces Rears up the Baltic to a foaming fury; And the red lightning with a storm...
Page 52 - Hark, the shrill outcries of the guilty wretches ! Lively bright horror and amazing anguish Stare through their eyelids, while the living worm lies Gnawing within them.
Page 76 - IN story we're told, How our fathers of old Braved the rage of the wind and the waves ; And cross'd the deep o'er, To this desolate shore, All because they were loath to be slaves, brave boys ! All because they were loath to be slaves. Yet a strange scheme of late, Has been...
Page 76 - But if we should obey, This vile statute the way To more base future slavery paves; Nor in spite of our pain, Must we ever complain, If we tamely submit to be slaves, brave boys!
Page 70 - ... on high : My lot's far more lamentable than thine, Thou liv'st in death, while I in living die. With great applause hast thou perform'd thy part, Since thy first entrance on the stage of life : Or in the labours of the healing art, Or in fair Liherty's important strife.

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