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Dear loft companions of my tuneful art,

Dear as the light that vifits thefe fad eyes,

Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, "Ye dy'd amidft your dying country's criesNo more I weep. They do not fleep: 'On yonder cliffs, a grisly band,

I fee them fit; they linger yet, 'Avengers of their native land;

With me in dreadful harmony they join,

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And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.'

II. I.

"Weave the warp and weave the woof,
"The winding-fheet 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-echo with affright

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"The fhrieks of death thro' Berkley's roofs that ring, "Shrieks of an agonizing king!+

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"She-wolf of France,‡ with unrelenting fangs "That tear'ft the bowels of thy mangled mate, "From thee § be born who o'er thy country hangs "The fcourge of Heav'n. What terrors round him wait!

As dear to me as are the ruddy drops

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That vifit my fad heart- Shakefp. Julius Cæfar. *See the Norwegian Ode that follows.

+ Edward II. cruelly butchered in Berkley Caftle. Ifabel of France, Edward II's adulterous queen.

$ Triumphs of Edward III. in France.

"Amazement in his van, with Flight combin'd, "And forrow's faded form, and Solitude behind.

II.2.

"Mighty victor, mighty lord,

"Low on his fun'ral couch he lies! ¶

afford

"No pitying heart, no eye,

"A tear to grace his obfequies!

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"Is the fable warrior * fled?

"Thy fon, is gone; he refis among the dead. "The fwarm that in thy noontide beam were born, "Gone to falute the rifing morn:

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"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,

“ Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway, 75 "That hush'd in grim repose expects his ev'ning

prey.

II. 3.

"Fill high the sparkling bowl, "The rich repast prepare ;

¶ Death of that king, abandoned by his children, and even robbed in his last moments by his courtiers and mistress.

* Edward the Black Prince, dead fome time before his father.

+ Magnificence of Richard II's reign. See Froiffard, and other contemporary writers.

Richard II. (as we are told by Archbishop Scroop, and the confederate Lords, in their manifefto, by

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"Reft of a crown, he yet may share the feast. "Close by the regal chair

"Fell Thirft and famine fcowl

"A baleful fmile upon the baffled guest. "Heard ye the din of battle bray,§

"Lance to lance and horfe to horse?

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"Long years of havock urge their deftin'd courfe, "And thro' the kindred squadrons mow their way. "Ye Tow'rs of Julius! | London's lasting shame, "With many a foul and midnight murder fed, "Revere his confort's faith, his father's ** fame, "And spare the meek ufurper's †† holy head. "Above, below, the Rofe of fnow,*

Twin'd with her blushing foe, we fpread ;

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Thomas of Walfingham, and all the older writers) was fiarved to death. The ftory of his affaffination by Sir Piers of Exon is of much later date.

§ Ruinous civil wars of York and Lancaster.

Henry VI. George Duke of Clarence, Edward V. Richard Duke of York, &c. believed to be murdered fecretly in the Tower of London. The oldeft part of that firucture is vulgarly attributed to Julius Cæfar.

¶ Margaret of Anjou, a woman of heroic fpirit, who ftruggled hard to fave her husband and her

crown.

** Henry V.

++ Henry VI. very near being canonized. The line of Lancafter had no right of inheritance to the

crown.

* The white and red Rofes, devices of York and Lancafter.

"The briftled Boar † in infant gore

"Wallows beneath the thorny fhade.

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"Now, Brothers'! bending o'er th' accurfed loom, Stamp we our vengeance deep, and ratify his doom.

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III. I.

"Edward, lo! to fudden fate

"(Weave we the woof; the thread is fpun)

"Half of thy heart ‡ we consecrate;

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(The web is wove; the work is done.") Stay, oh ftay! nor thus forlorn

'Leave me unblefs'd, unpity'd, here to mourn.

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

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'But oh! what folemn fcenes on Snowdon's height, 'Descending flow, their glittʼring skirts unroll! 106 'Vifions of glory! spare my aching fight, 'Ye unborn ages crowd not on my foul! 'No more our long-loft Arthur § we bewail:

'All hail, ye genuine Kings; || Britannia's iffue, hail!

The filver Boar was the badge of Richard III. whence he was usually known in his own time by the name of The Boar.

Eleanor of Caftile died a few years after the conqueft of Wales. The heroic proof the gave of her affection for her lord is well known. The monuments of his regret and forrow for the lofs of her are fill to be seen at Northampton, Gaddington, Waltham, and other places.

§ It was the common belief of the Welsh nation, that King Arthur was still alive in Fairyland, and fhould return again to reign over Britain.

Both Merlin and Talieffin had prophefied that

III. 2.

Girt with many a baron bold
Sublime their ftarry fronts they rear,
And gorgeous dames and statesmen old
In bearded majesty appear;

In the midft a form divine,

• Her eye proclaims her of the Briton-line, Her lion-port, her awe-commanding face, Attemper'd fweet to virgin-grace.

What strings fymphonious tremble in the air! • What strains of vocal transport round her play! Hear from the grave, great Talieffin! † hear! · They breathe a foul to animate thy clay.

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• Bright Rapture calls, and, foaring as the fings, • Waves in the eye of heav'n her many-colour'd wings.

The verfe adorn again

III. 3.

Fierce War, and faithful Love,

the Welfh fhould regain their fovereignty over this ifland, which feemed to be accomplished in the house of Tudor.

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Speed, relating an audience given by Queen Elizabeth to Paul Dzialinski, ambaffador of Poland, fays, "And thus fhe, lion-like rifing, daunted the "malapert orator no lefs with her stately port and "majestical deporture, than with the tartnefs of her "princelie cheekes."

+ Talieffin, chief of the Bards, flourished in the 6th century. His works are ftill preferved, and his memory held in high veneration, among his coun

trymen.

Fierce wars and faithful loves fhall moralize my fong. Spencer's Poem to The Fairy-Queen.

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