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

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

Under The Orchard Tree
Under the deep-laden boughs of the orchard Walks a maid...

My Father-land
Land of the Cymry! thou art still, In rock and valley, str...

The Mountain Galloway
My tried and trusty mountain steed, Of Aberteivi's hardy...

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

My Native Cot
The white cot where I spent my youth Is on yon lofty mo...

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

The World And The Sea: A Comparison
Like the world and its dread changes Is the ocean when it ...

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

Walter Sele
O'er Walter's bed no foot shall tread, Nor step unhallo...

The Hall Of Cynddylan
The Hall of Cynddylan is gloomy to-night, I weep, for th...

The Death Of Owain
Lo! the youth, in mind a man, Daring in the battle's v...

By The Rev Rees Prichard, Ma

The Swan
Thou swan, upon the waters bright, In lime-hued vest, like...

Gwilym Glyn And Ruth Of Dyffryn
In the depth of yonder valley, Where the fields are bright...

The Farmer's Prayer
poems of the "Good Vicar Prichard of Llandovery" would be ...

To The Nightingale
river of that name was born at Mold, in Flintshire, in the...

The Fairy's Song
"Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairy!"--SHAKSPEARE. ...

The Flowers Of Spring
beautiful stanzas, from which the following translation ...

The Vengeance Of Owain {96}

Category: The Patriotic.

Gruffydd ab Cynan, Prince of Gwynedd, or North Wales, and he succeeded
his father on his death in 1137. Father and son were illustrious
warriors and patriotic rulers. They were also celebrated for their
munificent protection of the Welsh Bards. The Saxons had established
themselves at the castle of Wyddgrug, now Mold, and thence committed
great ravages on the Welsh in that vicinity. Owain collected his forces,
and by a sudden and fierce attack he conquered the Saxons in their
stronghold, and afterwards razed it with the ground in 1144. This
celebrated Prince died in 1162, and was buried at Bangor, where a
monument to his memory still remains.]

"It may be bowed
With woes far heavier than the ponderous tomb
That weighed upon her gentle dust, a cloud
Might gather o'er her beauty, and a gloom
In her dark eye, prophetic of the doom,
Heaven gives its favourites--early death."

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