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Nor wash his visage in the stream,
Yet awhile my call obey ;
Ha! no Traveller art thou, King of Men, I know thee now; Mightiest of a mighty line
No boding Maid of skill divine Art thou, nor Prophetess of good ; But mother of the giant-brood !
Hie thee hence, and boast at home,
* Lok is the Evil Being, who continues in chains till the Twi. light of the Gods approaches ; when he shall break his bonds; tho
Never, till substantial Night
THE TRIUMPHS OF OWEN.*
FROM THE WELCH,
Ower's praise demands my song,
Big with hosts of mighty name,
human race, the stars, and sun, shall disappear; the earth sink in the seas, and fire consume the skies: even Odin himself, and his kindred deities, shall perish. For a further explanation of this mythology, see 'Introduction à l'Histoire de Dannemarc, par Mons. Mallet,' 1755, quarto; or rather a translation of it published in 1770, and entitled • Northern Antiquities ;' in which some mistakes in the original : re judiciously corrected.
• From Mr. Evans's Specimens of the Welch Poetry; London, 1764, quarto. Owen succeeded his father Griffin in the principality of North Wales, A. D, 1120. This battle was fought near forty years afterwards.
† North Wales.
On her shadow long and gay
Dauntless on his native sands
+ The red Dragon is the device of Cadwallader, which all his descendants bore on their banners.
THE DEATH OF HOEL.*
Had I but the torrent's might,
Too, too secure in youthful pride,
To Cattraeth’s vale in glittering row
* From the Welch of Aneurim, styled the Monarch of the Bards. He flourished about the time of Talliessin, A. D. 570. This Ode is extracted from the Gododin,
See Mr. Evans's Specimens, p. 71 and 73.
A LONG STORY.*
In Britain's isle, no matter where,
An ancient pile of building stands:t The Huntingdons and Hattons there
Employ'd the power of fairy hands.
To raise the ceilings fretted height,
Each pannel in achievements clothing, Rich windows that exclude the light,
And passages, that lead to nothing.
Full oft within the spacious walls,
When he had fifty winters o'er him, My grave Lord-Keeper led the brawls ;
The seals and maces danc'd before him.
• Mr. Gray's Elegy in a Country Church Yard, before it appeared in print, was handed about in manuscript; and amongst other eminent personages who saw and admired it, was the Lady Cobham, who resided at the Mansion-House, at Stoke Pogeis. The performance induced her to wish for the author's acquaintance; and Lady Schaub and Miss Spred, then at her house, undertook to effect it. These two ladies waited upon the author at his aunt's solitary mansion, where he at that time resided; and not finding him at home, they left their names and a billet. Mr. Gray, surprised at such a compliment, returned the visit. And as the beginning of this acquaintance wore a little of the face of romance, he soon after gave a fanciful and pleasant account of it in the following copy of verses, which he entitled, A Long Story.'
+ The Mansion-House, at Stoke-Pogeis, then in the possession of Viscountess Cobham. The house formerly belonged to the Earls of Huntingdon, and the family of Hation.
Sir Christopher Hatton, promoted by Queen Elizabeth for his graceful person and fine dancing.-Brawls were a sort of figure-dance, then in vogue.