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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... FORCE , IN ALL ITS FORMS , ATTEMPTS IN VAIN . ' And when we consider , how often those small , and , in themselves , trifling incidents , which are generally regarded as the result of accident , have led the way to many interesting ...
... FORCE , IN ALL ITS FORMS , ATTEMPTS IN VAIN . ' And when we consider , how often those small , and , in themselves , trifling incidents , which are generally regarded as the result of accident , have led the way to many interesting ...
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... force or craft , will conquer best the foe . " The crowd around gaz'd with attentive look , And silent listen'd , as the Hero spoke . But now big hopes in ev'ry breast arise , 130 13 135 And each strives loudest to declare his joys ...
... force or craft , will conquer best the foe . " The crowd around gaz'd with attentive look , And silent listen'd , as the Hero spoke . But now big hopes in ev'ry breast arise , 130 13 135 And each strives loudest to declare his joys ...
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... force , Plays on its axle , with a nimble course . The hooked part below , the bait sustains , T'other , meanwhile , the lever's end detains . ** 215 Perfidiosa trabem extremam ; at cùm senserit hostem Lethales gustâsse THE MOUSE - TRAP ...
... force , Plays on its axle , with a nimble course . The hooked part below , the bait sustains , T'other , meanwhile , the lever's end detains . ** 215 Perfidiosa trabem extremam ; at cùm senserit hostem Lethales gustâsse THE MOUSE - TRAP ...
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... forces Rears up the Baltick to a foaming fury ; And the red lightning , with a storm of hail comes Rushing amain down ; How the poor sailors stand amaz'd and tremble ! While the hoarse thunder , like a bloody trumpet , Roars a loud ...
... forces Rears up the Baltick to a foaming fury ; And the red lightning , with a storm of hail comes Rushing amain down ; How the poor sailors stand amaz'd and tremble ! While the hoarse thunder , like a bloody trumpet , Roars a loud ...
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... force too great for resist- ance . Llewellyn was surprised and slain , with 2000 of his followers . His brother David , the hereditary Prince , having been treacherously surrendered , was tried , con- demned and inhumanly hanged ; and ...
... force too great for resist- ance . Llewellyn was surprised and slain , with 2000 of his followers . His brother David , the hereditary Prince , having been treacherously surrendered , was tried , con- demned and inhumanly hanged ; and ...
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Muscipula Sive Cambromyomachia: The Mouse-Trap, Or the Battle of the Welsh ... Benjamin Young Prime No preview available - 2018 |
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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 56 - Hydaspes. namque me silva lupus in Sabina, dum meam canto Lalagen et ultra terminum curis vagor expeditis, fugit inermem.
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 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 formed in the state, By a knot of political knaves ; Who in secret rejoice, That the Parliament's...
Page 78 - To our monarch, we know, Due allegiance we owe, Who the sceptre so rightfully waves ; But no sovereign we own, But the king on his throne, And we cannot, to subjects, be slaves, brave boys ! &c.
Page 78 - But whoever, in spite At American right, Like insolent Haman behaves ; Or would wish to grow great On the spoils of the state, May he and his children be slaves, brave boys ! &c. Though against the repeal, With intemperate zeal, Proud Granville so brutishly raves ; Yet our conduct shall show; And our enemies know, That Americans scorn to be slaves, brave boys ! &c.
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.
Page 1 - Muscipula sive cambromyomachia: The mousetrap, or The battle of the Welsh and the mice; in Latin and English: with other poems, in different languages. By an American (ie, Benjamin Young Prime].
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 56 - Mauris jaculis, neque arcu, Nee venenatis gravida sagittis, Fusee, Pharetra; Sive per Syrtes iter sestuosas, Sive facturus per inhospitalem Caucasum, vel qua?
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.