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...quiv'ring lance. I. 2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair (I) Stream'd,likeameteorfm^, to the troubled air) [13] (i) Stout Glo'ster stood aghast Gilbert de Clare,...

...rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming llr,:>e , Rob'd in the sable garb of wo, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard,...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre." It is sufficient to say, that West has done full justice to so noble a subject, and has been animated...

...— On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb.of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his...prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Let the living muses speak for themselves; I have all the warmth of a friend, but not the presumption...

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...expedition. (Loose his beard, and hoary hair / Stream'd, like a meteor m, to the troubled air)[13] And with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. " Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, " Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! " O'er thee, oh King ! their...

...introductory picture of his Bard, na rock, whose haughty brow, Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, I.oh'il in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Streamed, like a meteor, to the troubled air T) And with a Poet's hand and Prophet's fire, Struck the...

...hoary hairj Streara'd like a meteor to the troubled air§.) And with a master's hand and prophet's tke Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. * Hark how each...cave ' Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath! « O'er thce, O King! their hundred arms they wave, * Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe; '...

...Gray's enthusiastic bard— On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet...prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Let the living muses speak for themselves; I have all the warmth of a friend, but not the presumption...

...rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, AVith haggard eyes the Poet stood ; (Loose his beard, and...hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) * Snmedon was a name given by the Saxons to that mountainous tract which the Welch themselves call...