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“ Fair laughs the Morn, and soft the Ze
phyr blows*, While, proudly riding o'er the azure realm “ In gallant trim, the gilded vessel goes : “ Youth on the prow, and Pleasure at the
helm : “Regardless of the fweeping Whirlwind's
fway, “ That, hush'd in grim repofe, expects his
“ Fill high the sparkling bowlt, “ The rich repast prepare ; “ 'Reft of a crown, he yet may share the
Magnificence of Richard the Second's reign. See Froisard, and other cotemporary writers.
+ 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 started to death. The story of his assassination, by Sir Piers of Exon, is of much later date,
A PINDARIC ODE.
“ Close by the regal chair « Fell Thirst and Famine scowl " A baleful smile upon their baffled Guest. « Heard
the din of battle bray « Lance to lance, and horse to horse ? Long years of havock
their deftin'd course, “ And thro' the kindred squadrons mow
“ Ye Towers of Julius +, London's lafting
shame, “ With many a foul and midnight-murder
* Revere his consort's faith I, his Father's
* 'Ruinous civil wars of York and Lancaster.
+ Henry VI, George Duke of Clarence, Edward V. Richard Dake of York, &c. believed to be murdered secretly in the Tower of London. The oldest part of that structure is vulgarly attributed to Julius Cesar.
# Margaret of Anjou, a woman of Heroic Spirit, who struggled hard to save her husband and her crown.
| Henry V.
And spare the meek Usurper's holy head*. “ Above, below, the Rose of snow +
Twin'd with her Blushing foe we spread; “ The bristled Boar in infant gore I “ Wallows beneath the thorny shade. “ Now, brothers, bending o'er th' accursed loom,
[his doom Stamp we our vengeance deep, and ratify
(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 [mourn; •Leave me, unbless’d, unpitied, here to
Henry VI. very near being canonized. The line of Lancaster had no right of inheria tance to the crown.
+ The white and, red. Rifés, devices af : York and Lancaster.
# The filver 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 Caftile died a few years after
• In yon bright track, that fires the West
ern fkies, • They melt, they vanish from my eyes. • But oh, what folemn scenes on Snowdon's height
[roll? Descending Now their glitt'ring skirts un« Visions of glory, spare my aching fight, • Ye unborn Ages, crowd not on my foul! * No more our long-loft Arthur we bewail*. • Al hail, ye genuine Kings, Britannia's
issue, hail +!
the conquest of Wales. The heroic proof lhe gave of her affection for ber Lord is well known. The monuments of his regret and forrow for the loss of her, are still to be seen at Northampton, Gedikington, Waltham, and other places.
* It was the common belief of the Welch nation, that King Arthur was still alive in Fairy-land, and foould return again to reign over Britain.
+ Both Merlin and Talieffin had prophehed, that the Welch should regain their sovereignty over this Ifand, which seemed to be accoma plifhed in the house of Tudor,
Girt with many a Baron bold,
And gorgeous Dames, and Statesmen old • In bearded majesty, appear. • In the midst a form divine ! • Her eye proclaims her of the Briton-line; • Her lion-port, her awe-commanding face*,
Attemper’d sweet to virgin-grace. • What strings fymphonious tremble in the
air, • What strains of vocal transport round her
play? • Hear from the grave, great Talieslin heart,
Speed relating an audience given by 2. Elizabeth to Paul Dzialmski, Ambasador of Poland, says, “ And thus she, lion-like, rising, “ daunted the malapert orator no less with her
ftately port and majestical deporture, than “ with the tartnelle of her princelie chekes."
+ Taliesin, chief of the Bards, flourished in the VIth century.
His works are still preserved, and his memory held in high generation among