...stood aghast in speechless trance : "To arms!" cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quiv'ring lance. I. 2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Ver. 11. of Snowdon's shaggy side] Snowdon was a name given hi the Saxons to that mountainous tract...

...stood aghast in speechless trance : "To arms!" cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quiv'ring lance. I. 2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's...of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose bis beard, and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air) And with a master's hand, and...

...* stood aghast in speechless trance : To arms ! cried Mortimer J-, and couch'd his quivering lance. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, llob'd in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; ( Loose his beard, and hoary hair...

...aghast in speechless trance ! " To arms!" cried Mortimer, and couch'd his quiv'ring lance. I.— 2. On a rock whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. , Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath ! O'er thee, O King ! their hundred arms they wave, Revenge...

...believed original, one at Florence, the other at Paris. ' Shone, like a meteor, streaming to the wind. And with a Master's hand, and Prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. ' Hark, how each giant-oak, and desert-cave, Sighs to the torrent's awful voice beneath! O'er thee,...

...Timotheus in the Feast of Alexander, I contemplate with awful delight Gray's enthusiastic bard — On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair...

...stood aghast} in speechless trance : To arms ! cried Mortimer, § and couch'd his quivering lance. 1.2. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the Poet stood : (Loose his beard, and hoary hair...

...also to one of our most celebrated lyric poets, the no less animated description of the British Bard: On a rock whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre.* Among the excellencies of Parmegiano, we may enumerate the appropriate and harmonious tone of his colouring;...

...Gray's enthusiastic bard — On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet...prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre. Let the living muses speak for themselves ; I have all the warmth of a friend, but not the presumption...

...for Dryden. On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old'Conway's foaming flood, Rob'd in the snble garb of woe. With haggard eyes the poet stood; (Loose his beard and hoary hair Sfream'd like a meteor to the troubled air) And with a master's band and prophet's fire Struck the...