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{lightly fhelving rock, about forty feet 

 high, and darkened by the foliage around 

 it, which clofes in almoft to the edge of 

 the ftream. After the water has reached 

 the bottom of the deep concavity, it rufhes 

 along a narrow rocky chafm, where, 



Raging (till amid the fliaggy rocks, 

 Now flafhes o'er the fcatter'd fragments, now 

 Aflant the hollow channel rapid darts, 

 And falling faft from gradual flope to flope, 

 With wild infracted courfe and leffen'd roar, 

 It gains a fafer bed, and fteals, at laft, 

 Along the mazes of the quiet vale. 



Betwixt this cataract and the bridge, is 

 a tall columnar rock, which ftands in the 

 bed of the river, called Pulpit Hugh Llwyd 

 Cynfael, or Hugh Lloyd's pulpit, the place 

 from whence the peafantry fay, a magician 

 of that name ufed to deliver his nightly 

 incantations. 



Of this bard, magician, and warrior, for 

 he claimed all thefe titles, the following 



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