LANS

Mr. Evans's Specimen of the Welsh Poetry;

LONDON, 1764, Quarto.

ADVERTISEMENT.

Owen succeeded 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 FRAGMENT.

OWEN's praise demands my song,
Owen swift, and Owen strong ;
Fairest flower of Roderic's stem,
Gwyneth's * shield, and Britain's gem.
He nor heaps his brooded stores,
Nor on all profusely pours;

Lord of every regal art,
Liberal hand, and open heart.

Big with hosts of mighty name,
Squadrons three against him came;
This the force of Eirin hiding;
Side by side as proudly riding,
On her shadow long and gay
Lochlin * plows the wat’ry 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 sands
The dragon-son mic of Mona stands;

* Denmark.

+ The red Dragon is the device of Cadwallador, which all his descendants bore on their banners.

In

In glittering arms and glory drest,
High he rears his ruby crest.
There the thund’ring strokes begin,
There the press, and there the din;
Talymalfra's rocky shore
Echoing to the battle's roar.
Where his glowing eye-balls turn,
Thousand banners round him burn :
Where he points his purple spear,
Hasty, hasty Rout is there;
Marking with indignant eye
Fear to stop, and shame to fly.
There Confusion, Terror's child;
Conflict fierce, and Ruin wild ;
Agony, that pants for breath ;
Despair, and honourable Death.