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THE DYING BARD TO HIS HARP.
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THE SONG WRITTEN FOB THIS WOHK
BY SIR WALTER SCOTT, BART.
JDinas Emiinn lament, for the moment is nigh,
When mute in the woodlands thine echoes shall die,
No more by sweet Teivi Cadwallon shall rave,
And mix his wild notes with the wild dashing wave.
In spring and in autumn, thy glories of shade,
Unhonour'd shall flourish, unhonour'd shall fade;
For soon shall be lifeless the eye and the tongue,
That view'd them with rapture, with rapture that sung
Thy sons, Dinas Emlinn, may march in their pride,
And chase the proud Saxon from Prestatyn's side ;
But where is the harp shall give life to their name ?
And where is the bard shall give heroes their fame ?
And, oh, Dinas Emlinn ! thy daughters so fair,
Who heave the white bosom and wave the dark hair ;
What tuneful enthusiast shall worship their eye,
When half of their charms with Cadwallon shall die ?
Then adieu, silver Teivi ? I quit thy lov'd scene,
To join the dim choir of the bards who have been ;
With Lewarch, and Meilor, and Merlin the old,
And sage Taliessin, high harping to hold.
And adieu, Dinas Emlinn ! still green be thy shades,
Unconquer'd thy warriors, and matchless thy maids !
And thou, whose faint warblings my weakness can tell,
Farewell, my lov'd harp ! my last treasure farewell !
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