Example X.—“Boadicea”—Four Stanzas from Eleven.
1. “When the | British | warrior | queen, Bleeding | from the | Roman | rods, Sought, with | an in | -dignant | mien, Counsel | of her | country’s | gods,
2. Sage be | -neath the | spreading | oak, Sat the | Druid, | hoary | chief; Every burning | word he | spoke Full of | rage, and | full of | grief.
3. Princess! | if our | aged | eyes Weep up | -on thy | matchless | wrongs, ’Tis be | -cause re | -sentment | ties All the | terrors | of our | tongues.
4.
ROME SHALL | PERISH—
| write that | word
In the | blood that | she
hath | spilt;
Perish, | hopeless | and ab
| -horr’d,
Deep in | ruin | as in | guilt.”
WILLIAM
COWPER: Poems, Vol. ii, p. 244.
Example XI—“The Thunder Storm”—Two Stanzas from Ten.
“Now in | deep and | dreadful
| gloom,
Clouds on | clouds por | -tentous
| spread,
Black as | if the | day of
| doom
Hung o’er | Nature’s
| shrinking | head:
Lo! the | lightning | breaks
from | high,
God is | coming! |—God
is | nigh!
Hear ye | not his | chariot
| wheels,
As the | mighty | thunder
| rolls?
Nature, | startled | Nature
| reels,
From the | centre | to the
| poles:
Tremble! | —Ocean,
| Earth, and | Sky!
Tremble! | —God
is | passing | by!”
J.
MONTGOMERY: Wanderer of Switzerland, and other
Poems, p. 130.
Example XII.—“The Triumphs of Owen,” King of North Wales.[513]
“Owen’s | praise de
| -mands my song,
Owen | swift and | Owen |
strong;
Fairest | flow’r of
| Roderick’s | stem,
Gwyneth’s | shield,
and | Britain’s | gem.
He nor | heaps his | brooded
| stores,
Nor the | whole pro | -fusely
| pours;
Lord of | every |
regal | art,
Liberal | hand and
| open | heart.
Big with | hosts
of | mighty | name,
Squadrons | three a | -gainst
him came;
This the | force of | Eirin
| hiding,
Side by | side as | proudly
| riding,
On her | shadow | long and
| gay,
Lochlin | ploughs the | watery
| way:
There the Norman | sails a
| -far
Catch the | winds, and | join
the | war;
Black and | huge, a | -long
they | sweep,
Burthens | of the | angry
| deep.
Dauntless | on
his | native | sands,
The Drag | -on-son | of
Mo | -na stands;[514]
In glit | -tering arms |
and glo | -ry drest,
High he | rears his | ruby
| crest.
There the | thundering | stroke
be | -gin,
There the | press, and | there
the | din;
Taly | -malfra’s | rocky
| shore
Echoing | to the |
battle’s | roar;
Where his | glowing | eyeballs
| turn,