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Wales Poetry

Gentle Woman! thou most perfect Work of the Divine Arc...

Concerning The Divine Providence

The Withered Leaf
Dry the leaf above the stubble, Soon 'twill fall into ...

The Legend Of Trwst Llywelyn
Once upon a time, Llywelyn was returning from a great battl...

To May
the following and several other poems in this collection. ...

Dafydd Ap Gwilym's Invocation To The Summer To Visit Glamorganshire,
Where he spent many happy years at the hospitable mansion o...

The Rose Of Llan Meilen
Sweet Rose of Llan Meilen! you bid me forget That ever i...

The Mother To Her Child After Its Father's Death
My gentle child, thou dost not know Why still on thee ...

My Native Land
My soul is sad, my spirit fails, And sickness in my he...

Roderic's Lament
Farewell every mountain To memory dear, Each streamlet...

The Fairy's Song
"Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairy!"--SHAKSPEARE. ...

The Battle Of Gwenystrad
contemporary of Aneurin in the sixth century. He appe...

An Address To The Summer
of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ...

The Death Of Owain
Lo! the youth, in mind a man, Daring in the battle's v...

Glan Geirionydd
. One time upon a summer day I saunter'd on the shor...

The Flowers Of Spring
beautiful stanzas, from which the following translation ...

The Mountain Galloway
My tried and trusty mountain steed, Of Aberteivi's hardy...

Translations From Miscellaneous Welsh Hymns
Had I but the wings of a dove, To regions afar I'd repa...

To The Daisy
Oh, flower meek and modest That blooms of all the soonest,...

The Immovable Covenant
the Welsh of Mr. H. Hughes, was a Minister in the Baptist ...

Dafydd Ap Gwilym To The White Gull

Category: 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."

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