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Wales PoetryShort Is The Life Of ManMan's life, like any weaver's shuttle, flies, Or, like a t... Song Of The Foster-son, Love I got a foster-son, whose name was Love, From one endu... Translations From Miscellaneous Welsh Hymns Had I but the wings of a dove, To regions afar I'd repa... Glan Geirionydd . One time upon a summer day I saunter'd on the shor... A Bridal Song Wilt thou not waken, bride of May, While the flowers are... To The Spring Oh, come gentle spring, and visit the plain, Far scatte... The Death Of Owain Lo! the youth, in mind a man, Daring in the battle's v... By The Rev Rees Prichard, Ma ... The Golden Goblet, In Imitation Of Gothe There was a king in Mon, {62} A true lover to his grave; ... Woman Gentle Woman! thou most perfect Work of the Divine Arc... The Withered Leaf Dry the leaf above the stubble, Soon 'twill fall into ... Twenty Third Psalm My shepherd is the Lord above, Who ne'er will suffer me to... Dafydd Ap Gwilym To The White Gull Bird that dwellest in the spray, Far from mountain woods a... The Castles Of Wales Ye fortresses grey and gigantic I see on the hills of... The Immovable Covenant the Welsh of Mr. H. Hughes, was a Minister in the Baptist ... The Lament Op Llywarch Hen The bright hours return, and the blue sky is ringing ... 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... Roderic's Lament Farewell every mountain To memory dear, Each streamlet... Taliesin's Prophecy A voice from time departed, yet floats thy hills among,... Tribanau Serjeant Parry, the eminent barrister) says: "The followin... |
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." Next: Childe Harold Previous: The Hall Of Cynddylan
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