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PANURGI PHILOCABALLI
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Et Stygiam quatit ore tubam Bellona Britannis
Plus quam hostile fremens, jurataque Bella quietis
Inspirans populis, cognatas foedere gentes
Et consanguineas impellit ad arma catervas,
Armat et infensos in mutua vulnera fratres.
Tantane Caucasiis in rupibus ira Leones
Possidet ? Haecne tenet Lybicas truculentia Tygres ?
Quid genus humanum tantas exarsit in iras ?
Vertitur et tantam in rabiem scelerata virum gens
Ut vincat feritate lupos et caede leones ?
Non ita Getulas in sese vertere vires
Edocuit natura feras. Sic ebria Maenas,
Idaeusque Chorus, Cybelesque altaria circum
Turba furens, rigido nudabant viscera ferro.
Heu miseros ! quo fata trahunt ? quo tenditis ultro
Damnatam in cunctas cervicem exponere poenas ?
Innocuisque sacrum jugulis fudisse cruorem ?
Haecne fides Superum ? Restaurataeque verendus
Relligionis honos, pietas atque aemula coelo
Communem banc patriam praedae abjecisse nefandae,
Et stimulasse novos in publica damna furores ?
Cur miseram alterno properatis sanguine mortem
Effuso ? patriusne in vulnera sufficit ensis ?
Quod conjurati Rhenus, Dravusque, Savusque,
war, makes northern lands to reel. Fierce Bellona sounds her
Stygian pipe more madly hostile than ever, inspiring party strife
among peaceful peoples, and impels races, united in friendship
and blood, to war, and arms brethren for mutual destruction.
Does such fierceness possess the Caucasian lion, or the Lybian
tiger? What race of men exhibits a savageness surpassing the
wolf in ferocity, and the lion in slaughter ? Nature has not
taught the Getulian wild beast so to turn his strength against his
own. Drunken Bacchante and Idaean Chorus, a mad crowd
around the Altar of Cybele, thus lay open their flesh with the hard
steel. Alas ! whither do the Fates draw us ? Why do you seek by
pouring out innocent blood to expose a neck doomed to the last
vengeance ? Is this religion ? Is this the glory of the Reformed
Faith and its lofty piety, to subject the common fatherland to
unspeakable misfortune, and to have roused new furies to the
public loss? Why hasten our end by pouring out each other’s
blood ? And is not the native sword enough ? Why do the
Rhine, the Drave, the Save, flow united to our destruction ? It is
PANURGI PHILOCABALLI
[55-78
Et Stygiam quatit ore tubam Bellona Britannis
Plus quam hostile fremens, jurataque Bella quietis
Inspirans populis, cognatas foedere gentes
Et consanguineas impellit ad arma catervas,
Armat et infensos in mutua vulnera fratres.
Tantane Caucasiis in rupibus ira Leones
Possidet ? Haecne tenet Lybicas truculentia Tygres ?
Quid genus humanum tantas exarsit in iras ?
Vertitur et tantam in rabiem scelerata virum gens
Ut vincat feritate lupos et caede leones ?
Non ita Getulas in sese vertere vires
Edocuit natura feras. Sic ebria Maenas,
Idaeusque Chorus, Cybelesque altaria circum
Turba furens, rigido nudabant viscera ferro.
Heu miseros ! quo fata trahunt ? quo tenditis ultro
Damnatam in cunctas cervicem exponere poenas ?
Innocuisque sacrum jugulis fudisse cruorem ?
Haecne fides Superum ? Restaurataeque verendus
Relligionis honos, pietas atque aemula coelo
Communem banc patriam praedae abjecisse nefandae,
Et stimulasse novos in publica damna furores ?
Cur miseram alterno properatis sanguine mortem
Effuso ? patriusne in vulnera sufficit ensis ?
Quod conjurati Rhenus, Dravusque, Savusque,
war, makes northern lands to reel. Fierce Bellona sounds her
Stygian pipe more madly hostile than ever, inspiring party strife
among peaceful peoples, and impels races, united in friendship
and blood, to war, and arms brethren for mutual destruction.
Does such fierceness possess the Caucasian lion, or the Lybian
tiger? What race of men exhibits a savageness surpassing the
wolf in ferocity, and the lion in slaughter ? Nature has not
taught the Getulian wild beast so to turn his strength against his
own. Drunken Bacchante and Idaean Chorus, a mad crowd
around the Altar of Cybele, thus lay open their flesh with the hard
steel. Alas ! whither do the Fates draw us ? Why do you seek by
pouring out innocent blood to expose a neck doomed to the last
vengeance ? Is this religion ? Is this the glory of the Reformed
Faith and its lofty piety, to subject the common fatherland to
unspeakable misfortune, and to have roused new furies to the
public loss? Why hasten our end by pouring out each other’s
blood ? And is not the native sword enough ? Why do the
Rhine, the Drave, the Save, flow united to our destruction ? It is
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