IX. DISSENSIONS. THAT heresies should strike (if truth be scanned Than heartless misery called them to repel. X. STRUGGLE OF THE BRITONS AGAINST THE BARBARIANS. RISE!-they have risen: of brave Aneurin ask The Patriots, animates their glorious task;— O'er heaps of slain ;—from Cambrian wood and moss Bards, nursed on blue Plinlimmon's still abode, And everlasting deeds to burning words! XI. SAXON CONQUEST. NOR wants the cause the panic-striking aid For instant victory. But Heaven's high will Of Pagan night. Afflicted and dismayed, The Relics of the sword flee to the mountains: Owretched Land! whose tears have flowed like fountains; Whose arts and honours in the dust are laid, By men yet scarcely conscious of a care For other monuments than those of Earth; Who, as the fields and woods have given them birth, Of long-drawn rampart, witness what they were. VOL. III. XII. MONASTERY OF OLD BANGOR. THE oppression of the tumult—wrath and scorn— The unarmed Host who by their prayers would turn And Christian monuments, that now must burn Taliesin was present at the battle which preceded this de solation. XIII. CASUAL INCITEMENT. A BRIGHT-HAIRED company of youthful Slaves, Who, having learnt that name, salvation craves Of chiming sound commanding sympathies; |