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Carberiae Rupes

    By Jonathan Swift




    IN COMITATU CORGAGENSI.    SCRIPSIT JUN. ANN. DOM. 1723


    Ecce ingens fragmen scopuli, quod vertice summo
    Desuper impendet, nullo fundamine nixum,
    Decidit in fluctus: maria undique et undique saxa
    Horrisono stridore tenant, et ad aethera murmur
    Erigitur; trepidatque suis Neptunus in undis.
    Nam, longâ venti rabie, atque aspergine crebrâ
    Aequorei laticis, specus imâ rupe cavatur:
    Jam fultura ruit, jam summa cacumina nutant;
    Jam cadit in praeceps moles, et verberat undas.
    Attonitus credas, hinc dejecisse Tonantem
    Montibus impositos montes, et Pelion altum
    In capita anguipedum coelo jaculâsse gigantum.
        Saepe etiam spelunca immani aperitur hiatu
    Exesa è scopulis, et utrinque foramina pandit,
    Hinc atque hinc a ponto ad pontum pervia Phoebo
    Cautibus enormè junctis laquearia tecti
    Formantur; moles olim ruitura supernè.
    Fornice sublimi nidos posuere palumbes,
    Inque imo stagni posuere cubilia phocae.
        Sed, cum saevit hyems, et venti, carcere rupto,
    Immensos volvunt fluctus ad culmina montis;
    Non obsessae arces, non fulmina vindice dextrâ
    Missa Jovis, quoties inimicus saevit in urbes,
    Exaequant sonitum undarum, veniente procellâ:
    Littora littoribus reboant; vicinia latè,
    Gens assueta mari, et pedibus percurrere rupes,
    Terretur tamen, et longè fugit, arva relinquens.
        Gramina dum carpunt pendentes rupe capellae,
    Vi salientis aquae de summo praecipitantur,
    Et dulces animas imo sub gurgite linquunt.
        Piscator terrâ non audet vellere funem;
    Sed latet in portu tremebundus, et aëra sudum
    Haud sperans, Nereum precibus votisque fatigat.



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