Poetis nos laetamur tribus, Pye, Petro Pindar, parvo Pybus; Si ulterius ire pergis, Adde his Sir James Bland Burges. Milton’s shadow fell Precipitant, loud thundering, into the sea of Time and space, he is clearly, though perhaps unconsciously, reminiscent of Dyer’s Towers Tumbling all precipitate down dashed, Rattling around, loud thundering to the Moon. Praeterea, magnae legiones quom loca cursu Camporum complent, belli simulacra cientes, Fulgur ibi ad coelum se tollit, totaque circum Aere renidescit tellus, subterque virum vi Excitur pedibus sonitus, clamoreque montes Icti rejectant voces ad sidera mundi; Et circumvolitant equites, mediosque repente Tramittunt, valido quatientes impete, campos; Et tamen est quidam locus altis montibus, unde Stare videntur, et in campis consistere fulgur. |