COME, LISTEN TO A TALE OF TIMES OF OLD!
COME, FOR YE KNOW ME! I AM HE WHO SUNG
THE MAID OF ARC; AND I AM HE WHO FRAMED
OF THALABA THE WILD AND WONDEROUS SONG.
COME, LISTEN TO MY LAY, AND YE SHALL HEAR
HOW MADOC FROM THE SHORES OF BRITAIN SPREAD
THE ADVENTUROUS SAIL, EXPLORED THE OCEAN WAYS,
AND QUELLED BARBARIAN POWER, AND OVERTHREW
THE BLOODY ALTARS OF IDOLATRY,

AND PLANTED IN ITS FANES TRIUMPHANTLY

THE CROSS OF CHRIST. COME, LISTEN TO MY LAY!

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MADOC IN WALES.

MADOC.

THE FIRST PART.

I.

Fair blows the wind,.. the vessel drives along, Her streamers fluttering at their length, her sails All full,.. she drives along, and round her prow Scatters the ocean spray. What feelings then Filled every bosom, when the mariners,

After the peril of that weary way,

Beheld their own dear country! Here stands one, Stretching his sight toward the distant shore,

And, as to well-known forms his busy joy