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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, wbo continues in chains till the Tri. light of the Gods approaches ; when he shall break his bonds; the
Never, till substantial Night
THE TRIUMPHS OF OWEN:*
FROM THE WELCN.
Owen's praise demands my song,
Big with hosts of mighty name,
human race, the stars, and sun, shall disappear; the earth sink in the weus, and fire consume the skies ! even Odin himsell, and his kindred deities, shall perish. For a further explanation of this mythology, see Introduction A l'Histoire de Dannemare, par Mons. Mullet,' 1788, quarto; or rather - translation of it published in 1770, and entitled Northern Antiquities s'in which some mistakes in the original are judiciously corrected.
• From Mr. Evans', specimens of the Welch l'oetry, London, 1764, quarto. Owen succeeded luis finther Grillin in the prineipality of North Wales, A. D), 1120. This battle was fought near forty years of rwurde.
+ North Waler.
On her shadow long and gay
Dauntless on his native sands
Yhile, heap'd bis master's feet around,
is purple spear, Hasty, hast
nt eye Fear to
1e to fly. Therec
or's child, Conflict
in wild, Agony
rvice of Cadwallader, which all his
THE DEATH OF NOEL..
Had I but the torrent's might,
Too, too secure in youthful pride,
To Cattraeth's vale in glittering row
from Cattraeth's vale return,
brave, and Conan strong,
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 Speed, 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.