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The Battle Of Gwenystrad
contemporary of Aneurin in the sixth century. He appe...

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

The Withered Leaf
Dry the leaf above the stubble, Soon 'twill fall into ...

The Legend Of Trwst Llywelyn
Once upon a time, Llywelyn was returning from a great battl...

The Lily And The Rose
Once I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the h...

The Lord Of Clas
The Lord of Clas to his hunting is gone, Over plain and...

The Holly Grove
Sweet holly grove, that soarest A woodland fort, an armed ...

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

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

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

My Native Land
My soul is sad, my spirit fails, And sickness in my he...

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

Tribanau
Serjeant Parry, the eminent barrister) says: "The followin...

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

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

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

Old Morgan And His Wife
Hus.--Jane, tell me have you fed the pigs, Their cry is ...

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

Woman
Gentle Woman! thou most perfect Work of the Divine Arc...

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



To May






Category: The Beautiful.

the following and several other poems in this collection. He was a
native of Cardiganshire, and, following the example of his countrymen, he
assumed the bardic name of _Daniel Ddu_. He was born in 1792, and died
in 1846. His compositions were very miscellaneous, and appeared
separately, but the whole were afterwards published in one volume by Mr.
W. Rees, of Llandovery, in 1831. This poet's writings are distinguished
by great pathos, and a truthful description of nature.]

How fair and fragrant art thou, May!
Replete with leaf and verdure,
How sweet the blossom of the thorn
Which so enriches nature,
The bird now sings upon the bush,
Or soars through fields of azure.

The earth absorbs the genial rays
Which vivify the summer,
The busy bee hums on his way
Exhausting every flower,
Returning to its earthen nest
Laden with honied treasure.

How cheerful are the signs of May,
The lily sweet and briar,
Perfuming every shady way
Beside the warbling river;
And thou, gay cuckoo! hast returned
To usher in the summer.

How pleasant is the cuckoo's song
Which floats along the meadow,
How rich the sight of woodland green,
And pastures white and yellow,
The lark now soars into the heights
And pours her notes so mellow.

To welcome May, let thousands hie
At the sweet dawn of morning,
The winter cold has left the sky,
The sun is mildly beaming,
The dew bright sparkles on the grass,
All nature is rejoicing.

Let May be crown'd the best of months
Of all the passing year,
Let her be deck'd with floral wreaths,
And fed with juice and nectar,
Let old and young forsake the town
And shout a welcome to her.





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