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Ruin seize thee ruthless King	A
Confusion on thy banners wait	B
Tho' fanned by Conquest's crimson wing	A
They mock the air with idle state	B
Helm nor hauberk's twisted mail	C
Nor e'en thy virtues Tyrant shall avail	C
To save thy secret soul from nightly fears	D
From Cambria's curse from Cambria's tears	E
Such were the sounds that o'er the crested pride	F
Of the first Edward scattered wild dismay	G
As down the steep of Snowdon's shaggy side	F
He wound with toilsome march his long array	G
Stout Glo'ster stood aghast in speechless trance	H
To arms cried Mortimer and couched his quiv'ring lance	H
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On a rock whose haughty brow	I
Frowns o'er cold Conway's foaming flood	J
Robed in the sable garb of woe	K
With haggard eyes the Poet stood	L
Loose his beard and hoary hair	M
Streamed like a meteor to the troubled air	M
And with a master's hand and prophet's fire	N
Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre	O
Hark how each giant oak and desert cave	P
Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath	Q
O'er thee O King their hundred arms they wave	P
Revenge on thee in hoarser murmurs breathe	R
Vocal no more since Cambria's fatal day	G
To high born Hoel's harp or soft Llewellyn's lay	G
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Cold is Cadwallo's tongue	S
That hushed the stormy main	T
Brave Urien sleeps upon his craggy bed	U
Mountains ye mourn in vain	T
Modred whose magic song	V
Made huge Plinlimmon bow his cloud topt head	U
On dreary Arvon's shore they lie	W
Smeared with gore and ghastly pale	C
Far far aloof th' affrighted ravens sail	C
The famished eagle screams and passes by	W
Dear lost companions of my tuneful art	X
Dear as the light that visits these sad eyes	Y
Dear as the ruddy drops that warm my heart	X
Ye died amidst your dying country's cries	Y
No more I weep They do not sleep	Z
On yonder cliffs a grisly band	A2
I see them sit they linger yet	B2
Avengers of their native land	A2
With me in dreadful harmony they join	C2
And weave with bloody hands the tissue of thy line	D2
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Weave the warp and weave the woof	E2
The winding sheet of Edward's race	F2
Give ample room and verge enough	G2
The characters of hell to trace	F2
Mark the year and mark the night	H2
When Severn shall re echo with affright	H2
The shrieks of death thro' Berkley's roof that ring	A
Shrieks of an agonizing king	A
She wolf of France with unrelenting fangs	I2
That tear'st the bowels of thy mangled mate	H2
From thee be born who o'er thy country hangs	I2
The scourge of Heaven What terrors round him wait	H2
Amazement in his van with Flight combined	H2
And Sorrow's faded form and Solitude behind	H2
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Mighty victor mighty lord	H2
Low on his funeral couch he lies	Y
No pitying heart no eye afford	H2
A tear to grace his obsequies	Y
Is the sable warrior fled	H2
Thy son is gone He rests among the dead	H2
The swarm that in thy noon tide beam were born	J2
Gone to salute the rising morn	J2
Fair laughs the morn and soft the zephyr blows	Y
While proudly riding o'er the azure realm	K2
In gallant trim the gilded vessel goes	Y
Youth on the prow and Pleasure at the helm	K2
Regardless of the sweeping whirlwind's sway	G
That hushed in grim repose expects his ev'ning prey	G
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Fill high the sparkling bowl	L2
The rich repast prepare	M
Reft of a crown he yet may share the feast	H2
Close by the regal chair	M
Fell Thirst and Famine scowl	M2
A baleful smile upon their baffled guest	H2
Heard ye the din of battle bray	G
Lance to lance and horse to horse	Y
Long years of havoc urge their destined course	Y
And thro' the kindred squadrons mow their way	G
Ye towers of Julius London's lasting shame	N2
With many a foul and midnight murder fed	H2
Revere his consort's faith his father's fame	N2
And spare the meek usurper's holy head	H2
Above below the rose of snow	K
Twined with her blushing foe we spread	H2
The bristled Boar in infant gore	O2
Wallows beneath the thorny shade	H2
Now brothers bending o'er the accursed loom	P2
Stamp we our vengeance deep and ratify his doom	P2
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Edward lo to sudden fate	H2
Weave we the woof The thread is spun	Q2
Half of thy heart we consecrate	H2
The web is wove The work is done	Q2
Stay oh stay nor thus forlorn	J2
Leave me unblessed unpitied here to mourn	J2
In yon bright track that fires the western skies	Y
They melt they vanish from my eyes	Y
But oh what solemn scenes on Snowdon's height	H2
Descending slow their glittering skirts unroll	M2
Visions of glory spare my aching sight	H2
Ye unborn ages crowd not on my soul	M2
No more our long lost Arthur we bewail	M2
All hail ye genuine kings Britannia's issue hail	M2
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Girt with many a baron bold	H2
Sublime their starry fronts they rear	R2
And gorgeous dames and statesmen old	H2
In bearded majesty appear	R2
In the midst a form divine	D2
Her eye proclaims her of the Briton line	D2
Her lion port her awe commanding face	Y
Attempered sweet to virgin grace	Y
What strings symphonious tremble in the air	M
What strains of vocal transport round her play	M2
Hear from the grave great Taliessin hear	S2
They breathe a soul to animate thy clay	M2
Bright Rapture calls and soaring as she sings	Y
Waves in the eye of heav'n her many coloured wings	Y
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The verse adorn again	T2
Fierce War and faithful Love	U2
And Truth severe by fairy Fiction drest	H2
In buskined measures move	V2
Pale Grief and pleasing Pain	T
With Horror tyrant of the throbbing breast	H2
A voice as of the cherub choir	N
Gales from blooming Eden bear	M
And distant warblings lessen on my ear	S2
That lost in long futurity expire	O
Fond impious man think'st thou yon sanguine cloud	H2
Raised by thy breath has quenched the orb of day	H2
Tomorrow he repairs the golden flood	H2
And warms the nations with redoubled ray	H2
Enough for me with joy I see	Y
The diff'rent doom our fates assign	D2
Be thine Despair and sceptred Care	M
To triumph and to die are mine	D2
He spoke and headlong from the mountain's height	H2
Deep in the roaring tide he plunged to endless night	H2

Thomas Gray

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