There the Norman sails afar
Catch the winds, and join the war:
Black and huge along they sweep,
Burthens of the angry deep.

Dauntless on his native sands
* The Dragon-son of Mona stands;
In glittering arms and glory dreft,
High he rears his ruby creft.
There the thundering strokes begin,
There the press, and there the din ;
Talymalfra's rocky shore
Echoing to the battle's roar.
Where his glowing eye-balls turn,
Thousand banners round him burn.
Where he points his purple spear,
Hafty, hasty rout is there,
Marking with indignant eye
Fear to stop, and to fhaine fly.
There Confusion, Terror's child,
Conflict fierce, and Ruin wild,
Agony, that pants for breath,
Despair and honourable Death.

* The red dragon is the device of Cadwalladery which all his descendants bore on their banners.

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DE on the Spring,

Page 325
Ode on the Death of a Favourite Cat,
Ode on a Distant Prospect of Eton-College, 330
Hymn to Adversity,

335 Elegy writtten in a Country Church-Yard,

337 The Epitaph,

341 The Progress of Poesy. A Pindaric Ode

343 The Bard. A Pindaric Ode,

351 The Fatal Sisters. An Ode, The Descent of Odin. An Ode, The Triumphs of Owen. A Fragment, 369

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365,

THE END OF GRAY'S POEM S.