Welsh literature -- 18th century; Welsh literature -- Translations into English; Wynne, Ellis, 1671-1734
Then came a flock of Quakers, who wished to enter with their hats on, but
were turned away for being so ill-mannered. After them some of the
barn-folk, who had been there only a short while, began to speak: “We
have the same statute book as ye have,” they averred, “and therefore show
us our privileged place.” “Stay,” said the bright porter, steadfastly
gazing on their foreheads, “I will show you something: see yon mark of
the rent ye made in the church when leaving it without cause or reason?
And would ye now have a place therein? Get ye back to the narrow gate,
and wash thoroughly in the well of repentance, to see if ye will reach
some of the royal blood ye erstwhile drank {36} and bring some of the
water of that well to moisten the clay, so as to make up yonder rent and
then ye are welcome.”
Before we had gone a rood westward I heard a noise coming from above,
from among the princes, and everybody, great and small, was taking up
arms and donning his armour as if for war, and ere I had time to cast
about me for a refuge, the whole sky became black, and the city darker
than when an eclipse befalls; the thunder roared, the lightning flashed
to and fro, and ceaseless showers of deadly shafts were directed from the
lower gates against the Catholic Church, and had there not been in each
man’s hand a shield to receive the fiery darts, and had the foundation
rock not been so strong that nothing could ever harm it, we all would
have become one burning mass. But alack, this was but a prologue or
foretaste of what was to follow; for suddenly the darkness became
sevenfold more intense, and Belial himself advanced in the densest cloud,
and around him his chief officers both earthly and infernal, ready to
receive and accomplish his behest at their several posts. He had
entrusted the Pope and his other son of France {37} with the destruction
of the Church of England and its queen; the Turks and Muscovites were to
strike at the other sections of the Church, and slay the people, and
especially the queen and the other princes, and above all to burn the
Bible. The first thing the queen and the other saints did was to bend
the knee and tell of their wrongs to the King of Kings in these words:
“The stretching out of his wings shall fill the breadth of thy land, oh
Emmanuel.” And immediately a voice replied: “Resist the devil and he
will flee from you.” And then commenced the greatest and most terrible
conflict that ever took place on earth. When the sword of the Spirit
began to be whirled round, Belial and his infernal hosts began to
retreat; then the Pope began to waver, while the King of France still
held out, though he too was almost giving up heart, seeing the queen and
her subjects so united, while he himself was losing ships and men on the
one hand, and on the other many of his subjects were in open revolt; and
the onslaught of the Turk also was becoming less fierce. Just then,
woe’s me, I saw my beloved companion shooting away from me into the
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