OWEN fucceeded his Father GRIFFIN in the PRINCIPALITY of North-Wales, A. D. 1120. This battle was fought near forty Years afterwards. THE TRIUMPHS OF OWEN, A FRAGMEN T. 2000 ĐỌC ĐƯỢC 00000000000000000000000C 200000000000 00000000 0000000000000000000000000000000000 Ο WEN's praife demands my fong, OWEN fwift, and OwEN ftrong; Faireft flower of Roderic's ftem, Gwyneth's fhield, and Britain's gem, He nor heaps his brooded ftores, Nor on all profufely pours; Lord of every regal art, Liberal hand, and open heart. Big North-Wales, Big with hofts of mighty name, Squadrons three against him came; This the force of Eirin hiding, Side by fide as proudly riding, On her shadow, long and gay, * Lochlin plows the watry way; There the Norman fails afar, Catch the winds, and join the war: * Black and huge along they sweep, Burthens of the angry deep. Dauntless on his native fands + The Dragon-Son of Mona ftands; In glitt'ring arms and glory drest, High he rears his ruby crest. There the thund'ring ftrokes begin, There the prefs, and there the din; * Denmark. Talymalfra's + The red Dragon is the device of Cadwallader, which all his defcendants bore on their banners. Talymalfra's rocky shore Echoing to the battle's roar. Where his glowing eye-balls turn, Where he points his purple fpear, Defpair and honourable Death. |