Festival of song: a series of evenings with the poets . ifaiMe. Gray, Akenside, Jones. Eerkeley, Irving, AUston, Dana, Percival, cJigourney, Pierpont, Drake, Sprague, Brooks, Payne, Eurgoyne Darwin, Woodworth. Goldsmith, Cowper, Burns, Darley, Sheridan, Logan, Leyden. Eeattie, Chatterton, V^olfe, ^A^ilde, ^^RA\, who was sat-urated with the finestessence of the Attic muse,/ ^ has given us some grand stanzas, in his Ode foundedupon the Welsh tradition, that when Edward the First conqueredWales, he ordered the bards to be put to death. These are theopenmg stanzas : — Ruin seize thee, ru


Festival of song: a series of evenings with the poets . ifaiMe. Gray, Akenside, Jones. Eerkeley, Irving, AUston, Dana, Percival, cJigourney, Pierpont, Drake, Sprague, Brooks, Payne, Eurgoyne Darwin, Woodworth. Goldsmith, Cowper, Burns, Darley, Sheridan, Logan, Leyden. Eeattie, Chatterton, V^olfe, ^A^ilde, ^^RA\, who was sat-urated with the finestessence of the Attic muse,/ ^ has given us some grand stanzas, in his Ode foundedupon the Welsh tradition, that when Edward the First conqueredWales, he ordered the bards to be put to death. These are theopenmg stanzas : — Ruin seize thee, ruthless king Confusion on thv banners wait ;Though fannd bv Conquests crimson wing,Thev mock the air with idle state109 Helm, nor hauberks twisted mail, Nor een thy virtues, Tn rant, shall a\ail To save thy secret soul from nightly fears, From Cambrias curse, from Cambrias tears ! Such were the sounds that oer the crested pride Of the first Edward scattered wild dismay,As down the steep of Snowdens shaggy side He wound with toilsome march his long Gloster stood aghast in speechless trance ;To arms ! cried Mortimer, and couchd his quivring lance. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns oer old Conways foaming in the sable garb of woe. With haggard eyes the poet stood ;(Loose his beard,


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