* On dreary Arvon's fhore they lie,

Smear'd with gore, and ghaftly pale:

Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens fail;

The famish'd† Eagle fcreams, and paffes by.

* The fhores of Caernarvonshire oppofite to the isle of Anglesey.

+ Cambden and others obferve, that eagles used annually to build their aerie among the rocks of Snowdon, which from thence (as fome think) were named by the Welch Craigianeryri, or the crags of the eagles. At this day (I am told) the highest point of Snowdon is called the eagle's nest. That bird is certainly no ftranger to this island, as the Scots, and the people of Cumberland, Westmoreland, &c. can teftify it even has built its neft in the Peak of Derbyshire. [See Willoughby's Ornithol. published by Ray.]

• Dear

Dear loft companions of my tuneful art, || Dear, as the light that vifits these sad eyes,

Dear, as the ruddy drops that warm my [heart, Ye died amidst your dying country's cries

No more I weep. They do not sleep.

On yonder cliffs, a griefly band,

‹ I see them fit, they linger yet,

Avengers of their native land:

• With me in dreadful harmony ‡ they join,

← And ‡ weave with bloody hands the tiffue of

As dear to me as are the ruddy drops,

That vifit my fad heart

See the Norwegian Ode, that follows,

[thy line.'

Shakesp. Jul. Cæfar.

II. 1.

"Weave the warp, and weave the woof,

"The winding-sheet of Edward's race.

"Give ample room, and verge enough

"The characters of hell to trace.

"Mark the year, and mark the night,

* When Severn fhall re-eccho with affright

"The fhrieks of death, thro' Berkley's roofs

"Shrieks of an agonizing King!

[that ring,

Edward the Second, cruelly butchered in Berkley

Caftle.

"She-Wolf

+She-Wolf of France, with unrelenting fangs,

"That tear'st the bowels of thy mangled Mate,

From thee be born, who o'er thy country [hangs "The scourge of Heav'n. What Terrors round

[him wait!

"Amazement in his van, with Flight combined,

"And forrow's faded form, and folitude behind.

II. 2.

Mighty Victor, mighty Lord,

"Low on his funeral couch he lies!

"No pitying heart, no eye, afford

• A tear to grace his obfequies.

+ Ifabel of France, Edward the Second's adulterous Queen. Triumphs of Edward the Third in France.

Death of that King, abandoned by his Children, and even robbed in his laft moments by his Courtiers and his Mistress.

" 19

"Is the fable* Warriour fled?

66

Thy son is

gone. He refts among the Dead.

"The Swarm, that in thy noon-tide beam were

"Gone to falute the rifing Morn.

[born?

"Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Zephyr

[blows, "While proudly riding o'er the azure realm

"In gallant trim the gilded Veffel goes ;

"Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the helm;

"That, hufh'd in grim repofe, expects his even[ing-prey.

Edward, the Black Prince, dead fome time before his

Father.

+ Magnificence of Richard the Second's reign. See Froiffard, and other contemporary Writers.