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Wales PoetryThe Rose Of The GlenAlthough I've no money or treasure to give, No palace or c... By The Rev Rees Prichard, Ma ... My Native Land My soul is sad, my spirit fails, And sickness in my he... The Battle Of Gwenystrad contemporary of Aneurin in the sixth century. He appe... The Day Of Judgment was a native of Anglesea, and entered the Welsh Church... The Flowers Of Spring beautiful stanzas, from which the following translation ... 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... The Immovable Covenant the Welsh of Mr. H. Hughes, was a Minister in the Baptist ... Snowdon King of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou reares... To The Lark "Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the... An Address To The Summer of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ... Song Of The Foster-son, Love I got a foster-son, whose name was Love, From one endu... The Song Of The Fisherman's Wife Restless wave! be still and quiet, Do not heed the win... The Lament Op Llywarch Hen The bright hours return, and the blue sky is ringing ... The Rose Of Llan Meilen Sweet Rose of Llan Meilen! you bid me forget That ever i... Dafydd Ap Gwilym's Address To Morfydd After She Married His Rival Too long I've loved the fickle maid, My love is turned to ... The Cuckoo's Tale Hail, bird of sweet melody, heav'n is thy home; With the... An Ode To The Thunder his bardic name of Dafydd Ionawr, was born in the year 1... Tribanau Serjeant Parry, the eminent barrister) says: "The followin... To The Nightingale river of that name was born at Mold, in Flintshire, in the... |
The SwanCategory: The Sentimental. Thou swan, upon the waters bright, In lime-hued vest, like abbot white! Bird of the spray, to whom is giv'n The raiment of the men of heav'n; Bird of broad hand, in youth's proud age, Syvaddon was thy heritage! Two gifts in thee, fair bird, unite To glean the fish in yonder lake, And bending o'er yon hills thy flight A glance at earth and sea to take. Oh! 'tis a noble task to ride The billows countless as the snow; Thy long fair neck (thou thing of pride!) Thy hook to catch the fish below; Thou guardian of the fountain head, By which Syvaddon's waves are fed! Above the dingle's rugged streams, Intensely white thy raiment gleams; Thy shirt like crystal tissue seems; Thy doublet, and thy waistcoat bright, Like thousand lilies meet the sight; Thy jacket is of the white rose, Thy gown the woodbine's flow'rs compose, {142} Thou glory of the birds of air, Thou bird of heav'n, oh, hear my pray'r! And visit in her dwelling place The lady of illustrious race: Haste on an embassy to her, My kind white-bosomed messenger-- Upon the waves thy course begin, And then at Cemaes take to shore; And there through all the land explore, For the bright maid of Talyllyn, The lady fair as the moon's flame, And call her "Paragon" by name; The chamber of the beauty seek, And mount with footsteps slow and meek; Salute her, and to her reveal The cares and agonies I feel-- And in return bring to my ear Message of hope, my heart to cheer! Oh, may no danger hover near (Bird of majestic head) thy flight! Thy service I will well requite! Next: May And November Previous: The Holly Grove
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