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Wales PoetryThe Vengeance Of Owain {96}Gruffydd ab Cynan, Prince of Gwynedd, or North Wales, and ... The Lord Of Clas The Lord of Clas to his hunting is gone, Over plain and... Dafydd Ap Gwilym To The White Gull Bird that dwellest in the spray, Far from mountain woods a... A Bridal Song Wilt thou not waken, bride of May, While the flowers are... The Praise And Commendation Of A Good Woman As a wise child excells the sceptr'd fool Who of conceit a... The Castles Of Wales Ye fortresses grey and gigantic I see on the hills of... Gwilym Glyn And Ruth Of Dyffryn In the depth of yonder valley, Where the fields are bright... Glan Geirionydd . One time upon a summer day I saunter'd on the shor... From The Hymns Of The Rev William Williams, Pantycelyn he inherited from his ancestors, was born in the parish of... The Banks Of The Dee One morning in May, when soft breezes were blowing O'er... Under The Orchard Tree Under the deep-laden boughs of the orchard Walks a maid... The Immovable Covenant the Welsh of Mr. H. Hughes, was a Minister in the Baptist ... The Circling Of The Mead Horns Fill the blue horn, the blue buffalo horn: Natural is mead... Llywarch Hen's Lament On Cynddylan Taliesin in the sixth century. He was engaged at the batt... The Poor Man's Grave 'Neath the yew tree's gloomy branches, Rears a mound ... The Faithful Maiden At the dawning of day on a morning in May, When the bi... Farewell To Wales The voice of thy streams in my spirit I bear; Farewell; ... Concerning The Divine Providence ... An Address To The Summer of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ... The Hall Of Cynddylan The Hall of Cynddylan is gloomy to-night, I weep, for th... |
Dafydd Ap Gwilym To The White GullCategory: The Beautiful. Bird that dwellest in the spray, Far from mountain woods away, Sporting,--blending with the sea, Like the moonbeam--gleamily. Wilt thou leave thy sparkling chamber Round my lady's tower to clamber? Thou shalt fairer charms behold Than Taliesin's tongue has told, Than Merddin sang, or loved, or knew-- Lily nursed on ocean's dew-- Say (recluse of yon wild sea), "She is all in all to me." Next: To The Lark Previous: The Circling Of The Mead Horns
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