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How do your tuneful echoes languish,
Milton improved on them: but this school expired'soon after the Res oration, and a new one arose, on the Frenclı model,
which has subsisted ever since.
flammantia moenia mundi. Lucretius.
The living throne, the sapphire-blaze *,
* For the spirit of the living creature was in the wheels. And above the firmament, that was over their heads, was the likeness of a throne, as the appearance of a sapphire stone ------This was the appearance of the glory of the Lord,
Ezekiel, 1. 20, 25, 28. * Meant to express the stately march and sounding energy of Dryden's rhymes.
Hast thou cloth'd his neck with thunder ?
# We have had in our language no other odes of the sublime kind than that of Dryden on St. Cecilia's Day; for Cowley, who had his merit, yet wanted judgment, style, and harmony, for such a task. That of Pope is not worthy of 80 great a man. . Mr. Mason indeed of late days, has touched the true chords, and, with a masterly hand, in some of his chorusses .... above all, in the last of Caractacus ;
Hark! heard ye not yon footstep dread? &c. 1 Pindar compares himself to that bird, and his enemies to ravers that croak and clamour in vain below, while it pursues its Aight regardless of their noise.
Sailing with supreme dominion
(L SIC AD SE
TIIE BARD. Pindaric.
Edward I. when he completed the conquest of that country,
I. 1. RUIN seize thee, ruthless King!
Confusion on thy banners wait; * Tho' fann'd by conquest's crimson wing, "They mock the air with idle state*. · Helm nor hauberk'st twisted mail, Nor e'en thy virtues, tyrant! shall avail 'To save thy secret soul froin nightly fears; . From Cambria's curse, from Cambria's tears!' Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride 1 Of the first Edward scatter'd wild dismay, As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side 9 He wound with toilsome march his long array:
* Mocking the air with colours idly spread.
Shakesp. King John,
+ The hauberk was a texture of steel ringlets or rings interwoven, forming a coat of mail that sat close to the body, and adapted itself to every motion. # The crested adder's pride.
Dryden's Indian Queen. & Snowdon was a name given by the Saxons to that mountajnous track which the Welsh themselves caii Cragian
Stout Gloster* stood aghast in speechless trance:
Ou a rock, whose haughty brow
eryri; it included all the high lands of Caernarvonshire and Merionethshire, as far east as the river Conway. R. Hygden, speaking of the Castle of Conway, built by King Edward I. says, Adort um amnis Conway ad clivum montis Erery; and Matthew of Westminster, [ad an. 1283) Apud Aberconway ad pedes montis Snowdoniæ fecit erigi castrum forte.
• Gilbert de Clare, surnamed the Red, Earl of Gloucester and Hertford, son-in-law to King Edward.
+ Edmond de Mortimer, Lord of Wigmore. They both were Lords Marchers, whose lands lay on the borders of Wales, and probably accoinpanied the king in this expe. dition.
# The image was taken from a well-known picture of Raphael, representing the Supreme Being in the vision of Ezekiel. There are two of these paintings, both believed original; one at Florence, the other at Paris.
2 Shone like a meteor streaming to the wind.
Milton's Paradise Lost
I. 3. « Cold is Cadwallo's tongue,
That hush'd the stormy main; • Brave Urien sleeps upon his craggy bed: • Mountains! ye mourn in vain • Modred, whose magic song • Made huge Plinliminon bow his cloud-topp'd head • On dreary Arvon's * shore they lie, • Smear'd with gore, and ghastly pale; • Far, far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail, • The famish'd eaglet screams and passes by. • Dear lost companions of my tuneful art, • Dearf as the light that visits these sad eyes,
Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart, • Ye dy'd amidst your dying country's cries...... • No more I weep. They do not sleep; • On yonder cliffs, a grisly band, • I see them sit; they linger yet,
Avengers of their native land; • With me in dreadful harmony they join, * And weaveỹ with bloody hands the tissue of thy line.
II. 1. “ Weave the warp and weave the woof, “ The winding-sheet of Edward's race;
* The shores of Caernarvonshire, opposite to the isle of Anglesey.
+ Camden and others observe, that eagles used annually to build their aerie among the rocks of Snowdon, which from thence (as some think) were named, by the Welsh, Craigian eryri, 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 stranger to this island, as the Scots, and the people of Cuniberland, Westmoreland, &c. can testify, it even bas built
its nest in the Peak of Derbyshire. (See Willoughby's Ornithol. published by Ray.]
# As dear to me as are the ruddy drops That visit niy sad heart ....
Shakesp. Julius Casar,
See the Norwegian Ode that follows.