9.

"If we shadows have offended,
Think but this (and all is mended),
That you have but slumber'd here
While these visions did appear."

1. "Through secret conduits monstrous shapes

arose,

Such as the Sun's whole force could not

oppose.

They with a solid cloud

All heaven's eclipsed face did shroud. Seem'd, with large wings spread o'er the sea and earth,

To brood up a new Chaos' deformed

birth.

And every lamp and every fire

Did at the dreadful sight wink and

expire.

To th' Empyrean source, all streams of

light seem'd to retire."

2. "Warrior, but yestermorn I knew Nought of thy chieftain, Roderich Dhu, Save as an outlaw'd, desperate man,

The chief of a rebellious clan."

3. "So saying, with despatchful looks in haste She turns, on hospitable thoughts intent."

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But when the dawn of rosy childhood

past,

And the new warmth of life's ascending

sun

Was felt by either, either fixt his heart
On that one girl."

"As for the old weather-beaten she-dragon
who guards you- it shall go hard but I
will elude her vigilance, as I am told
that it is the same ridiculous vanity which
makes her dress up her coarse features,
and deck her dull chat with hard words
which she don't understand."

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"from worldly eyes retired, a holy life she led ;

There she, an aged saint, expired

there sleeps she with the dead."

2. " is wrought by want of thought As well as want of heart.

3.

"His figure and face,

For beauty and grace,

To the best in the county had scorn'd to give place."

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II.

"He passed the flaming bounds of space and time,
The living throne, the sapphire blaze,
Where angels tremble while they gaze.
He saw-but blasted with excess of light,
Closed his eyes in endless night."

"Hark! his hands the lyre explore,
Bright-eyed, saucy, hovering o'er;
Scatters from her pictured urn

Thoughts that breathe and words that burn."

"Whose magic song

2.

Made huge Plinlimmon bow his cloudcapped head."

3.

"Therefore be sure

Thou, when the bridegroom, with his

feastful friends,

Passes to bliss at the mid hour of night,

Hast gained thy entrance, virgin wise and pure."

How strange such shouts from sons of mutiny."