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Owen succeeded his Father Griffin in

the PRINCIPALITY of North-Wales, A. D. 1120. This battle was fought near forty Years afterwards.

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OWEN's praise demands my song,

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Owen swift, and Owen strong ;
Fairest Aower of Roderick's stem,
* Gwyneth's fhield, and Britain's gem,
He nor heaps his brooded stores,
Nor on all profusely pours;
Lord of every regal art,
Liberal hand, and open heart.


* North-Wales.

Big with hofts of mighty name,
Squadrons three against him came ;
This the force of Eirin hiding,
Side by side as proudly riding,
On her shadow, long and gay,
* Lochlin plows the wat'ry way;
There the Norman fails afar,
Catch the winds, and join the war :
Black and huge along they sweep,
Burthens of the angry deep.

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In glittring arms and glory drest,
High he rears his ruby creft.
There the thund'ring strokes begin,
'There the press, and there the din



* Denmark. # The red Dragon is the device of Cadwallader, which all his descendants bore on their banners.

Taly nalfra's rocky shore

Echoing to the battle's roar.
Where his glowing eye-balls turn,

Thou fand Banners round him burn.

Where he points his purple spear,
Hafty, hafty Rout is there,
Marking with indignant eye
Fear to stop, and shame to fly.
There Confufion, Terror's child,
Confia fierce, and Ruin wild,
Agony, that pants for breath,
Despair and honourable Death.

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