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Wales PoetryGlan Geirionydd. One time upon a summer day I saunter'd on the shor... The Swan Thou swan, upon the waters bright, In lime-hued vest, like... The Day Of Judgment was a native of Anglesea, and entered the Welsh Church... An Address To The Summer of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ... Roderic's Lament Farewell every mountain To memory dear, Each streamlet... A Bridal Song Wilt thou not waken, bride of May, While the flowers are... Woman Gentle Woman! thou most perfect Work of the Divine Arc... The Sick Man's Dream Dans le solitaire bourgade, Revant a ses maux triste... Dafydd Ap Gwilym To The White Gull Bird that dwellest in the spray, Far from mountain woods a... The Lament Op Llywarch Hen The bright hours return, and the blue sky is ringing ... The Death Of Owain Lo! the youth, in mind a man, Daring in the battle's v... To The Lark "Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the... The Circling Of The Mead Horns Fill the blue horn, the blue buffalo horn: Natural is mead... The Immovable Covenant the Welsh of Mr. H. Hughes, was a Minister in the Baptist ... My Native Cot The white cot where I spent my youth Is on yon lofty mo... The Mountain Galloway My tried and trusty mountain steed, Of Aberteivi's hardy... My Native Land My soul is sad, my spirit fails, And sickness in my he... Farewell To Wales The voice of thy streams in my spirit I bear; Farewell; ... Walter Sele O'er Walter's bed no foot shall tread, Nor step unhallo... The Lily And The Rose Once I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the h... |
The DawnCategory: The Beautiful. Streaking the mantle of deep night The rays of light arise, Delightful day--shed by the sun-- Breaks forth from eastern skies, He--in his course o'er oceans vast And distant lands--returns Firm to his purpose, true his way, He nature's tribute earns: Before him messengers arrive And sparkle in the sky, These are the bright and twinkling stars Which spot the sable canopy. The cock upon his lofty perch Has sung the break of day, The birds within the sheltering trees Now frolic, chirp and play; I see all nature is astir As tho' from sleep restor'd, Alive with joy and light renew'd By the Creator's word: Now every hill and valley low Appear in full charm, Beneath the sun's benignant smiles, Which now creation warm. Next: To The Daisy Previous: To May
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