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...labour doom'd and barren fame. 'Gainst Mona's gallant lord, where lo! he stands, His warlike sons rang'd at his side, Rushes the dark tumultuous tide, Th'...The flashing death-strokes gleam afar, Spear rings oil spear, flight urges flight, And drowning victims plunge to night ; Till Menai's overburthencd tide,...

...p. 136. t The chief palace of the princes of North Wales was at Aberfraw, in the Isle of Anglesea. Boldly he turns the furious storm, Before him wild...Slaughter raving, And high o'er Moelvre's front a thousand hanners waving. Now thickens still the frantic war, The flashing death-strokes gleam afar, Spear rings...

...way : The third, from far, bore them of Norman name, To fruitless labour doomed, and barren fame. " Boldly he turns the furious Storm, Before him wild...answering shrieks, and slaughter raving, And high o'er Moelfre's front a thousand banners waving." On Owain Gwynedd's death, his son, Maelgwyn, received Anglesey...

...burdens of the billowy way ; 3* The third, from far, bore them of Norman's name, To fruitless labor doom'd, and barren fame. " 'Gainst Mona's gallant...answering shrieks, and slaughter raving, And high o'er Modore's front a thousand banners waving. " Now thickens still the frantic war; The flashing death-strokes...

...prav priv lyngos wy bros brovi. Un o Iworton ; Arall arvogiou O'r Llychlyuigion, Llwrw hirion lli ; Before him wild Confusion flies, While Havoc rears...death-strokes gleam afar, Spear rings on spear, flight urges Might, And drowning victims plunge to night; Till Menai's overburthened tide, Wide-blushing with the...

...tumultuous tide, Th' insulting tempest of the hostile bands Boldly he turns the furious storm Betore him wild confusion flies, While Havoc rears her hideous...lies; Conflict upon conflict growing Gore on gore in torments flowing Shrieks answering shrieks, and slaughter raving, And high on Moelfre's front a thousand...