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On dreary Arvon's shore they lie,
The shores of Caernarvonshire opposite to the isle of Anglesey. • Cambden 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 Welch Craigian-eryri, or the crags of the eagles. At this day (I am told) the highest point of Snowdon is called the engle's nest. That bird is certainly no stranger to this island, as the Scots, and the people of Cumberland, Westmoreland, &c. can testify: it even has built its nest in the Peak of Derbyshire.-See Willoughby's Ornithol, published by Ray.
No more I weep. They do not sleep.
II. 1. “ Weave the warp, and weave the woof, The winding-sheet of Edward's race. Give ample room, and verge enough The characters of hell to trace. Mark the year, and mark the night, When Severn shall re-echo with affright The shrieks of death, through Berkley's roofs that ring, Shrieks of an agonizing King !
She-wolf of France, with unrelenting fangs, That tear'st the bowels of thy mangled mate, "From thee be born, who o'er thy country hangs The scourge of Heav'n. What terrors round him wait! Amazement in his van, with Flight combin'd, And Sorrow's faded form, and Solitude behind.
• See the Norwegian Ode, that follows.
Edward the Second, cruelly butchered in Berkley Castle. u Isabel of France, Edward the Second's adulterous queen. w Triumphs of Edward the Third in France.
* Death of that King, abandoned by his children, and even robbed in his last moments by his courtiers and his mistress.
Edward, the Black Prince, dead some time before his father.
Fair ? laughs the morn, and soft the zephyr blows,
“ Fill high the sparkling bowl,
spare the meek 'usurper's holy head.
· Magnificence of Richard the Second's reign.„See Froissard, and other contemporary writers.
a Richard the Second, (as we are told by Archbishop Scroop and the confederate lords in their manifesto, by Thomas of Walsingham, and all the older writers) was starved to death. The story of his assassination, by Sis Piers of Exon, is of much later date.
b Ruinous civil wars of York and Lancaster.
c Henry the Sixth, George Duke of Clarence, Edward the Fifth, Richard Duke of York, &c. believed to be murdered secretly in the Tower of London. The oldest part of that structure is vulgarly attributed to Julius Cæsar.
a Margaret of Anjou, a woman of heroic spirit, who struggled hard to gare her husband and her crown.
e Henry the Fifth.
'Henry the Sixth very near being canonized. The line of Lancaster had 10 right of inheritance to the crown.
. The white and red roses, devices of York and Lancaster.
III. 1. “ Edward, lo! to sudden fate (Weave we the woof. The thread is spun.) · Half of thy heart we consecrate. (The web is wove. The work is done.”)
Stay, oh stay! nor thus forlorn Leave me unbless'd, unpitied, here to mourn: In yon bright track, that fires the western skies, They melt, they vanish from my eyes. But oh! what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll ? Visions of glory, spare my aching sight, Ye unborn ages, crowd not on my soul ! No more our long-lost * Arthur we bewail. All-hail, 'ye genuine kings, Britannia's issue, hail!
• The silver boar was the badge of Richard the Third; whence he was usually known in his own time by the name of the Boar.
Eleanor of Castile died a few years after the conquest of Wales. The heroic proof she gave of her affection for her lord is well known. The monuments of his regret and sorrow for the loss of her are still to be seen at Northampton, Geddington, Waltham, and other places.
* It was the common belief of the Welch nation, that King Arthur was still alive in Fairy-land, and should return again to reign over Britain.
Both Merlin and Taliessin bad prophesied, that the Welch should regain their sovereignty over this island; which seemed to be accomplished in the house of Tudor.
Her lion-port,- her awe-commanding face,
III. 3. • The verse adorn again Fierce War, and faithful Love, And Truth severe, by fairy Fiction drest. In buskin'd measures move Pale Grief, and pleasing Pain, With Horror, tyrant of the throbbing breast. A P voice, as of the cherub-choir, Gales from blooming Eden bear; 2 And distant warblings lessen on my ear, That lost in long futurity expire. Fond impious man, think'st thou, yon sanguine cloud, Rais’d by thy breath, has quench'd the orb of day? To-morrow he repairs the golden flood, And warms the nations with redoubled ray. Enough for me: with joy I see The different doom our Fates assign. Be thine Despair, and sceptred Care, To triumph, and to die, are mine.' He spoke, and headlong from the mountain's height, Deep in the roaring tide he plung’d to endless night.
* Speed, relating an audience given by Queen Elizabeth to Paul Dzialinski, ambassador of Poland, says, “ And thus she, lion-like rising, daunted the malapert orator no less with her stately port and majestical deporture, than with the tartnesse of her princelie checkes.”
• Taliessin, Chief of the Bards, flourished in the sixth century. His works are still preserved, and his memory held in high veneratiou among his countrymen.