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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... death ; And hence , her sons rehearse a num'rous throng Of ancestors , and hence , they hold so long Their land unconquer'd , and their ancient tongue . CANTO III . In vain the cat her watchful art employ'd To catch the mouse , as ...
... death ; And hence , her sons rehearse a num'rous throng Of ancestors , and hence , they hold so long Their land unconquer'd , and their ancient tongue . CANTO III . In vain the cat her watchful art employ'd To catch the mouse , as ...
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... destroy , Strange schemes of death their busy thoughts employ ; Each noddle labours , and , with mental pain , 121 A Mouse - trap's hammer'd out in ev'ry brain . At quidem , ante alios notus cognomine Taffi , * THE MOUSE - TRAP . 19.
... destroy , Strange schemes of death their busy thoughts employ ; Each noddle labours , and , with mental pain , 121 A Mouse - trap's hammer'd out in ev'ry brain . At quidem , ante alios notus cognomine Taffi , * THE MOUSE - TRAP . 19.
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... death suspends : So true it is , the fatal Three have made Their webs for mice , and all things hang by thread : Above the house , full in the midst , is seen A stick erect , its top divides , between Transversely fixed a little lever ...
... death suspends : So true it is , the fatal Three have made Their webs for mice , and all things hang by thread : Above the house , full in the midst , is seen A stick erect , its top divides , between Transversely fixed a little lever ...
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... death . And now , CANTO V. the memorable night came on , When Taffi wearied with his labours done ; Secure of safety , slumber'd on his bed , His guardian mouse - trap station'd near his head . 230 Thus , all was hush'd ; meanwhile ...
... death . And now , CANTO V. the memorable night came on , When Taffi wearied with his labours done ; Secure of safety , slumber'd on his bed , His guardian mouse - trap station'd near his head . 230 Thus , all was hush'd ; meanwhile ...
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... death , and with destruction pleas'd . 245 249 Down dropp'd the portal with a thund'ring sound , And Taffi waken'd , from his sleep profound , On elbow rose ; and , with impatient haste , Leap'd from his bed , to see his unknown guest ...
... death , and with destruction pleas'd . 245 249 Down dropp'd the portal with a thund'ring sound , And Taffi waken'd , from his sleep profound , On elbow rose ; and , with impatient haste , Leap'd from his bed , to see his unknown guest ...
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allusion ancient name bosom breast breath Brecknock bright Caermarthen Caernarvon Caernarvonshire Cambri Cambrian CAMBROMYOMACHIA Cambrorum CANTO caput carcere Cardiganshire Caseus Castra cheese classick cùm David's death descend dread England English ev'ry fatal fate flame frustrà Gaudia Gens Glamorgan glory grave hæc hast heart heaven hell Heptarchy Hereford Ignes Intereà king king of Mercia kingdom læta language Latin leek limina live malè Menevia Merioneth mice mountains mourn mouse MOUSE-TRAP muri Muribus Musa MUSCIPULA New-York nigh North Wales NOTE nulla NUMEN nunc o'er Offa's dyke Palladian passions pectore Phrygia Pindus PLINLIMMON poem prædæ Prince publick quâ quò Quos rage rauco reader reign roar SAPPHICK satire scorn SCUDDER slaves Brave boys slaves;-Brave boys Smyntheus Snowdon soul South Wales Taffi tears thee thou translation trembling triumphs vincula Viscera WATTS Welsh wrath
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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!
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Page 95 - Twas this depriv'd my soul of rest, And rais'd such tumults in my breast; For while I gaz'd, in transport tost, My breath was gone, my voice was lost: in. ' My bosom glow'd : the subtle flame Ran quick thro' all my vital frame; O'er my dim eyes a darkness hung; My ears with hollow murmurs rung.