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But, in the inner chamber, heavy sleeps,
All day, and the next night, Caratacus;
And wakes in his mind's health. Yet council druids;
Till were the malign influence overpast,
Of certain stars, he no more issue forth.
All day, and the next night, Caratacus;
And wakes in his mind's health. Yet council druids;
Till were the malign influence overpast,
Of certain stars, he no more issue forth.
There visits him the royal fatherhood
Of Moelmabon, with his warlike sons:
And sent Silures' king, for famous bard,
Talaith; who brother is to Mogunt, priest
Of the Sun's fane, of hanging stones: where learned
Talaith, (in dream,) to make and harp, of Belin!
Whom, when he hears, is Caradoc's heart refreshed.
Of Moelmabon, with his warlike sons:
And sent Silures' king, for famous bard,
Talaith; who brother is to Mogunt, priest
Of the Sun's fane, of hanging stones: where learned
Talaith, (in dream,) to make and harp, of Belin!
Whom, when he hears, is Caradoc's heart refreshed.
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