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Wales PoetryShort Is The Life Of Man
Man's life, like any weaver's shuttle, flies, Or, like a t...
The Castles Of Wales
Ye fortresses grey and gigantic I see on the hills of...
Strike the harp: awake the lay! Let Cambria's voice be h...
An Address To The Summer
of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ...
The Farmer's Prayer
poems of the "Good Vicar Prichard of Llandovery" would be ...
The World And The Sea: A Comparison
Like the world and its dread changes Is the ocean when it ...
Llywarch Hen's Lament On Cynddylan
Taliesin in the sixth century. He was engaged at the batt...
the following and several other poems in this collection. ...
Translations From Miscellaneous Welsh Hymns
Had I but the wings of a dove, To regions afar I'd repa...
Dafydd Ap Gwilym To The White Gull
Bird that dwellest in the spray, Far from mountain woods a...
The Monarchy Of Britain
Sons of the Fair Isle! forget not the time, Ere spoilers h...
Song To Arvon
by the Rev. Evan Evans, a Clergyman of the Church of Eng...
The Praise And Commendation Of A Good Woman
As a wise child excells the sceptr'd fool Who of conceit a...
My Native Cot
The white cot where I spent my youth Is on yon lofty mo...
Land of the Cymry! thou art still, In rock and valley, str...
The Bard's Long-tried Affection For Morfydd
All my lifetime I have been Bard to Morfydd, "golden m...
The Rose Of The Glen
Although I've no money or treasure to give, No palace or c...
King of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou reares...
Ode To Cambria
Cambria, I love thy genius bold; Thy dreadful rites, and...
The Lily And The Rose
Once I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the h...
Category: The Sublime.
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Whether to the east or west
You go, wondrous through all
Are the myriad clouds;
Dense and grim they appear--
Black and fierce the firmament,
Dark and horrid is all.
A ray of light's not seen,
But light'ning white and flashy,
Thunder throughout the heavens,
A torrent from on high.
A thousand cascades roar
Boiling with floods of hate,
Rivers all powerful
With great commotion rush.
The air disturb'd is seen,
While the distant sea's in uproar:
The heaving ocean bounds,
Within its prison wild;
Great thundering throughout
The bottomless abyss.
Some folk, simple and bewilder'd,
For shelter seek the mountains;
Shortly the raging waters
Drown their loftiest summits.
Where shall they go, where flee
From the eternal torrent?
Conscience, a ready witness,
Having been long asleep,
Mute among mortals,
Now awakens with stinging pangs.
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