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tion of events which had attended him since the death of 

 Richard. Richard had been the friend and benefactor of 

 Glendour ; he had fought for him while living, and now that 

 he was gone, he sought not only to revenge his death, but 

 to preserve his native land from the usurpations of a 

 foreign yoke. He performed, in consequence, such feats 

 of valour, bore up beneath the pressure of such heavy 

 trials, and devised such masterly schemes to circumvent 

 the devices of the enemy, as his countrymen believed 

 could neither be planned nor achieved by mortal mind 

 or arm. They knew not the strength and the enthusiasm 

 which injury and oppression will produce in either. 

 Excited, therefore, to the highest pitch of feeling, Owen 

 inspired his men with much of his own energy : aided by 

 them, he foiled the power of the wary and martial Henry, 

 and drove him ignominiously from the field. At the 

 head of his choicest armies, the English king had often 

 to retreat before a handful of men, whose chief had been 

 unused to a military life ; and though Glendour and his 

 adherents were reduced at times to take shelter in caves 

 and fastnesses, known only to themselves, they emerged 

 again, and fell with terrible fury on the English, in 

 moments, too, when they thought themselves most secure 

 from their aggressions. 



Had Glendour lived in peaceful times, he would have 

 been a poet of no ordinary rank. The bard Rhys Coch, 

 was his cotemporary and chosen associate in his 

 days of woes and wanderings. A stone still remains 



