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Wales Poetry

Taliesin's Prophecy
A voice from time departed, yet floats thy hills among,...

The Eisteddfod,
Strike the harp: awake the lay! Let Cambria's voice be h...

The Cuckoo's Tale
Hail, bird of sweet melody, heav'n is thy home; With the...

Childe Harold
"Oh Gwynedd, fast thy star declineth, Thy name is gone, t...

Song To Arvon
by the Rev. Evan Evans, a Clergyman of the Church of Eng...

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

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

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

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

The Circling Of The Mead Horns
Fill the blue horn, the blue buffalo horn: Natural is mead...

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

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

The Praise And Commendation Of A Good Woman
As a wise child excells the sceptr'd fool Who of conceit a...

The Grove Of Broom
The girl of nobler loveliness Than countess decked in go...

Song Of The Foster-son, Love
I got a foster-son, whose name was Love, From one endu...

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

The Castles Of Wales
Ye fortresses grey and gigantic I see on the hills of...

The Vengeance Of Owain {96}
Gruffydd ab Cynan, Prince of Gwynedd, or North Wales, and ...

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 ...



The Monarchy Of Britain






Category: The Patriotic.

Sons of the Fair Isle! forget not the time,
Ere spoilers had breath'd the free air of your clime!
All that its eagles beheld in their flight
Was yours from the deep to each storm-mantled height!
Though from your race that proud birthright be torn,
Unquench'd is the spirit for monarchy born.
Darkly though clouds may hang o'er us awhile,
The crown shall not pass from the Beautiful Isle! {88}
Ages may roll ere your children regain
The land for which heroes have perish'd in vain.
Yet in the sound of your names shall be pow'r,
Around her still gath'ring, till glory's full hour.
Strong in the fame of the mighty that sleep,
Your Britain shall sit on the throne of the deep.
Then shall their spirits rejoice in her smile,
Who died for the crown of the Beautiful Isle!





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