The Manchester journal. [volume] (Manchester, Vt.) 1861-current, 1861-10-08
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LLEw ELLYN's DOG.

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Near aslghiy snow8ops's verlAat base,
Within . sbelt'Iiug wood
Tase brave, the gesereus Prince Of Wales
Llepvllyn's castle stood.
No Eaara-a,-aru.s bese, bis gates,
The Prince was sax alonei
Fer every Cambrian bosom stool.
A bglsArk u his throne,
Aud deep within the Castles walls
his beauseoas Princess smll'd,
AZ foudly u her heart shs press'd,
Ills how'd, hts only child.
Oh twas the home Of peace aud joy.
Aud love without disguise.
Such as an angel looks upon
Delighted FROM The skies.
And every Welchman's bosom glovd,
TO greet that Princes fair
And Snowdoun's echoes fondly nam d.
"Llewellyn. and bis heir -
But Edwarl-Enghnd monarch then,
With love of conquest hr'd--
And love Of fame, 70 Cambria's throne,
Ambiiiously aspired.
Aud serried bands Of warriors bold.
With buckler, lance and helm,
And culver, bow aud batile-axe,
Invade Llewelyn's realm.
The neighing s,ced. the winding horn.
The war.tramp, known so well.
The dismal minstrclsy Of death,
Came echOing down the dell
Lewellyn gives his bugle-noie.
To Snowdoun's morning breeze,
Ma. ,k..k a.. Ian tn Autunfu streMu.
Beneath the forest-trees,
His mountain Warriors, fercely brave,
Unconquorabiy free.
Spontaneous shout--"We come, We come,
To death or victory J"
Llewellyn led his war-horse forth.
That snutied the battle wild.
Wheu 10, iu anguish at his feet,
Ills Princess aud his child
The daughter Of Norihumberland
In blooming beauty there,
Thus TO her warrior lord ADDRESSED
A mothers parting prayer
"Llewellyn bless thy little one,
Ere we forever part
And once again in fondness press
is mother to thy heart.
"For have dreamed, but yesternight,
That thou vast in thy tomb,
And /, a wrctched maniac, left,
10 depricate my doom;
"And now to battle thou shalt go.
To come to us no more,
But we will haste to visit thee,
All wcltering IN thy gore y
The Chieftain-Priucc carcss'd his wife,
Aud fondly kissed his son;
But doubted much if yet his thread
OF mortal fate was spun.
"Fair Princess r. cried Llewellyn bold,
THAT frghtful dream was vain,
For ere yon glorious sun shall SET,
I'll come TO thee again.
"My country calls me to her vars
Farewell my son. and wife -
go 10 bring you victory,
Or perish in the strife.
The chief was ON his bounding steed,
And loud his bugle rang,
Ten-ihousand lancers, tall and fair,
From turf to saddle sprang,
And twice ten-thousand archers strong,
The bow for battle drew,
As swift to meet the foeman's spear,
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The strife was long, on Hill and plain,
And loud the battle-shock,
And Cambria met her foes that day
Undaunted as a rock
But Edwards hosts we're numberlcss,
As waves upon the sea,
And Wales proud Prince was forced to yield
Reluctant victory.
Distracted now his warriors fed
For refuge TO the wild,
While he their chief, his castle sought
/ To greet his wife and child.
The sun behind the ocean isles
Had sunk to his repose,
I Ere brave l.lewellyns mountain clans
+ Had yielded 10 their foes.
/ And straight he sought his castle gate.
i And strode its silent halls,
For death had hung his pail Of black
Around his palace walls
/ He ealled-but silence answered him,
In echoes wild and dread,
i As in some ancient monument
The mansion Of the dead.
! From hall to hall he wander'd OF,
Aud spoke ftoriuda's name,
d heO--uoi Nue HfvluNl auu hSE SUI
But weeping yassals came.
And WHISPERED, that the CHERISHED one,
The partner Of his love,
Had len the scenes Of mortal strife,
For brighter scenes above.
High from her castle battlemenis
The warning hosts she spied.
And, when proud Edward won the day,
She sickened, swooned and died
He found the clay cold form she lef,
In dreamless slumbers laid
Twas all that death could take from her.
So late an angel made.
He kissed those lips forever cold,
Nor yielded to despair.
But raised the eve Of faith to heaven,
And saw FlorindA there
"But bark the foe is in his halls
Prince Edward at his gate;
LlewellYn. haste moment more
Forever seals thy fate"