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The Shipwreck
a Welsh Congregationalist Minister, and an eminent poet....

Dafydd Ap Gwilym To The White Gull
Bird that dwellest in the spray, Far from mountain woods a...

Sad Died The Maiden
Sad died the Maiden! and heaven only knew The anguish s...

The Bard's Long-tried Affection For Morfydd
All my lifetime I have been Bard to Morfydd, "golden m...

To The Lark
"Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the...

Snowdon
King of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou reares...

Short Is The Life Of Man
Man's life, like any weaver's shuttle, flies, Or, like a t...

The Lament Op Llywarch Hen
The bright hours return, and the blue sky is ringing ...

Translated By The Rev William Evans
God doth withhold no good from those Who meekly fear him ...

The Day Of Judgment
was a native of Anglesea, and entered the Welsh Church...

The Dawn
Streaking the mantle of deep night The rays of light ...

By The Rev Rees Prichard, Ma
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The Death Of Owain
Lo! the youth, in mind a man, Daring in the battle's v...

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

The Sick Man's Dream
Dans le solitaire bourgade, Revant a ses maux triste...

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

Llywarch Hen's Lament On Cynddylan
Taliesin in the sixth century. He was engaged at the batt...

Twenty Third Psalm
My shepherd is the Lord above, Who ne'er will suffer me to...

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

The Deluge
* * * * * Whether to the east or west You go, wondr...



The Deluge






Category: The Sublime.

* * * * *

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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