William Wordsworth
Complete Poetical Works




'THE oppression of the tumult--wrath and scorn--
The tribulation--and the gleaming blades'--
Such is the impetuous spirit that pervades
The song of Taliesin;--Ours shall mourn
The 'unarmed' Host who by their prayers would turn
The sword from Bangor's walls, and guard the store
Of Aboriginal and Roman lore,
And Christian monuments, that now must burn
To senseless ashes. Mark! how all things swerve
From their known course, or vanish like a dream;
Another language spreads from coast to coast;
Only perchance some melancholy Stream
And some indignant Hills old names preserve,
When laws, and creeds, and people all are lost!


Title: "Ethelforth reached the convent of Bangor, he perceived the
Monks, twelve hundred in number, offering prayers for the success
of their countrymen: 'If they are praying against us,' he
exclaimed, 'they are fighting against us;' and he ordered them to
be first attacked: they were destroyed; and, appalled by their
fate, the courage of Brocmail wavered, and he fled from the field
in dismay. Thus abandoned by their leader, his army soon gave way,
and Ethelforth obtained a decisive conquest. Ancient Bangor itself
soon fell into his hands, and was demolished; the noble monastery
was levelled to the ground; its library, which is mentioned as a
large one, the collection of ages, the repository of the most
precious monuments of the ancient Britons, was consumed; half-
ruined walls, gates, and rubbish were all that remained of the
magnificent edifice."--See Turner's valuable history of the Anglo-

Taliesin was present at the battle which preceded this

The account Bede gives of this remarkable event suggests a most
striking warning against National and Religious prejudices.