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Wales PoetryThe Lily And The RoseOnce I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the h... Under The Orchard Tree Under the deep-laden boughs of the orchard Walks a maid... My Native Land My soul is sad, my spirit fails, And sickness in my he... The Lament Op Llywarch Hen The bright hours return, and the blue sky is ringing ... Taliesin's Prophecy A voice from time departed, yet floats thy hills among,... The Faithful Maiden At the dawning of day on a morning in May, When the bi... To The Lark "Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the... Tribanau Serjeant Parry, the eminent barrister) says: "The followin... The Flowers Of Spring beautiful stanzas, from which the following translation ... The Swan Thou swan, upon the waters bright, In lime-hued vest, like... The Rose Of Llan Meilen Sweet Rose of Llan Meilen! you bid me forget That ever i... The Holly Grove Sweet holly grove, that soarest A woodland fort, an armed ... The Monarchy Of Britain Sons of the Fair Isle! forget not the time, Ere spoilers h... Translated By The Rev William Evans God doth withhold no good from those Who meekly fear him ... That Had Been Converted Into A May-pole In The Town Of Llanidloes, In Montgomeryshire Ah! birch tree, with the verdant locks, And reckless min... May And November Sweet May, ever welcome! the palace of leaves Thy hand for... The Withered Leaf Dry the leaf above the stubble, Soon 'twill fall into ... Woman Gentle Woman! thou most perfect Work of the Divine Arc... The Hall Of Cynddylan The Hall of Cynddylan is gloomy to-night, I weep, for th... From The Hymns Of The Rev William Williams, Pantycelyn he inherited from his ancestors, was born in the parish of... |
The Lily And The RoseCategory: The Beautiful. Once I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the hill, One a lily fair and handsome, And one a rose with crimson frill; Erect the rose would lift its pennon And survey the garden round, While the lily--lovely minion! Meekly rested on a mound. Tempest came and blew the garden, Forthwith the rose fell to the ground, While the lily, like brave maiden, Steadfast stood the stormy bound; The red rose trusting to its prowess Fell beneath the wind and rain, While the lily in its meekness Firm did on its stalk remain. Next: The Circling Of The Mead Horns Previous: To The Daisy
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