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“ Reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast: ; “ Close by the regal chair “ Fell Thirst and Famine scowl “ A baleful smile upon their baffled Guest. “ Heard ye the din of battle bray, “ Lance to lance, and horse to horse ? .“ Long Years of havoc urge their destin'd course, "And through the kindred squadrons mow their way. “ Ye Towers of Julius, London's lasting shame, . “ With many a foul and midnight murther fed, “ Revere his Consort's faith, his Father's fame, “ And spare the meek Usurper's holy head. “ Above, below, the role of snow, “ Twined with her blushing foe, we spread : “ The bristled Boar in infant-gore “ Wallows beneath the thorny shade. “Now Brothers, bending o'er th’accursed loom, “ Stamp we our vengeance deep, and ratify his doom.

III. 1. “ Edward, lo! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun)

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“ + Half of thy heart we consecrate, “ (The web is wove. The work is done.)" “Stay, oh stay! nor thus forlorn Leave nie unblessed, unpitied, here to mourn: ?

In yon bright track, that fires the western skies, “They melt, they vanish from my eýes.

But oh! what folemn scenes on Snowdon's height • Descending Now their glitt'ring skirts unroll? • Visions of glory, spare my aching sight, • Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul! "No more our long-loft Arthur we bewail, * All-hail , ye genuine Kings, Britannia's Iffue, hail!

III. 2. "Girt with many a Baron bold, ...... . * Sublime their starry fronts they rear; * And gorgeous Dames, and Statesmen old 'In bearded majesty, appear. 'In the midst a Form divine ! Her eye proclaims her of the Briton-Line;

+ Eleanor of Callile died a few years after the conquest of Wales. The heroic proof she gave of her affection for her Lord is well known. The monuments of his regret, and sorrow for the loss of her, are still to be seen in several parts of England. - I Accèsfion of the line of Tudor.

'Her 111. 3. . The verse adorn again * Fierce War, and faithful Love, * And Truth severe, by fairy Fiction drest. • In buskind measures move * Pale Grief, and pleasing Pain, • With Horrour, Tyrant of the throbbing breast. A Voice, as of the Cherub-Choir, • Gales from blooming Eden bear; * And distant warblings lefsen on my ear, * That lost in long futurity expire. *Fond impious Man, think'st thou, yon fanguine cloud, * Rais’d by thy breath, has quench'd the Orb of day?

"Her lyon-port, her awe-commanding face, * Attemper'd sweet to virgin-grace.

What ftrings fymphonious tremble in the air, “What strains of vocal transport round her play! * Hear from the grave, great Taliesfin *, hear; • They breathe a soul to animate thy clay. * Bright Rapture calls, and soaring, as she sings, · Waves in the eye of Heav'n her many-colourd wings.

* Talieslin, Chief of the Bards, flourish'd in the VIth Century. His works are still preserved, and his memory held in high veneration among his Countrymen..


To-morrow he repairs the golden flood, .. * And warms the nations with redoubled ray. * Enough for me: With joy I see * The different doom our Fates assign. - Be thine Despair, and scepter'd Care,

To triumph, and to die, are mine.' He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height Deep in the roaring tide he plung’d to endless night.

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ITAVING now, by the advice and assistance of Il my friends, brought this Collection of Poems to a competent size, it has been thought proper that the farther progress of its growth should here be stop'd. From the loose and fugitive pieces, fome printed, others in manuscript, which for forty or fifty years past have been thrown into the world, and carelessly left to perilh ; I have here, according to the most judicious opinions I could obtain in distinguishing their merits, endeavour'd to select and preserve the best. The fa. vourable reception which the former volumes have met with, demands my warmest acknowledgments, and calls for all my care in compleating the Collection ; and in this respect, if it appear that I have not been altogether negligent, I shall hope to be allow'd the merit, which is all I claim, of having furnish'd to the Public an elegant and polite Amuseinent. Little more need be added, than to return my thanks to several ingenious friends, who have obligingly contributed to this Entertainment. If the reader should happen to find, what I hope he feldom will, any pieces which he may think unworthy of having been inserted; as it would ill become me to attribute his disike of them to his own want of Taste, so I am too conscious of my own deficiencies not to allow him to impute the insertion of them to mine.


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