...picture of Gray, in which he paints the venerable figure of one of the 'Welch poets : -. ..." Loofe his beard and hoary hair, '' Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air." If it happened to rain, he would make l.ii attendants get into the poft-chaife, obfervmg, " that they...

...old Conway's foaming ftood, Rob'd in the fable garb of Wo, With haggard eyes the poet ftood ; (Loofe his beard, and hoary hair* Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,f) 40 § Snowdon was a name given by the Saxons to that mountainous track which the Welfii themfelves...

...were, the piaure of Gray, in which he paints the venerable figure of one of the Welch poets : " Loofe his beard and hoary hair, " Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air." If it happened to rain, he would make his attendants get into the poflchaife, obferving, " that they...

...a meteor, to the troubled air. Shone, like a meteor, streaming to the wind. Milton's Paradise Lost. 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,...

...o'er old Conway's foaming llr,:>e , Rob'd in the sable garb of wo, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard, and hoary hair Stream'd like a meteor...prophet's fire, Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre." It is sufficient to say, that West has done full justice to so noble a subject, and has been animated...

...pifture of Gray, in which he paints the venerable figure of one oi' the Welch poets : — — " Loofe his beard and hoary hair, " Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air." be rendered tepid by means of the rays of the fun only 5 it is immediately adjoining to his houfe,...

...we leave this fubject, we are tempted to obferve, that an admired paflage in « The Bard," " Loofe his beard and hoary hair Stream'd, like a meteor, to the troubled air," has always appeared to us as an attempt, which, having overfhotths fublime, had fallen into the burlefque....

...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 Stream'd like a meteor...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...

...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 stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air '.) and with a Poet's hand and Prophet's fire. struck the deep sorrow en his lyre. Guess my surprise when, on my arrival...

...expedition. (Loose his beard, and hoary hair / Stream'd, like a meteor m, to the troubled air)[13] 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...