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Wales PoetryAn Ode On The Death Of Hoelof the sixth century. He was himself a soldier, and d... Short Is The Life Of Man Man's life, like any weaver's shuttle, flies, Or, like a t... A Bridal Song Wilt thou not waken, bride of May, While the flowers are... The Dawn Streaking the mantle of deep night The rays of light ... The Deluge * * * * * Whether to the east or west You go, wondr... The Immovable Covenant the Welsh of Mr. H. Hughes, was a Minister in the Baptist ... Childe Harold "Oh Gwynedd, fast thy star declineth, Thy name is gone, t... Dafydd Ap Gwilym's Invocation To The Summer To Visit Glamorganshire, Where he spent many happy years at the hospitable mansion o... The Rose Of Llan Meilen Sweet Rose of Llan Meilen! you bid me forget That ever i... The Faithful Maiden At the dawning of day on a morning in May, When the bi... The Withered Leaf Dry the leaf above the stubble, Soon 'twill fall into ... The Lily And The Rose Once I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the h... The Hall Of Cynddylan The Hall of Cynddylan is gloomy to-night, I weep, for th... Pennillion Cymry, and was much practised in the houses of the Welsh g... Walter Sele O'er Walter's bed no foot shall tread, Nor step unhallo... Under The Orchard Tree Under the deep-laden boughs of the orchard Walks a maid... Twenty Third Psalm My shepherd is the Lord above, Who ne'er will suffer me to... Ode To Cambria Cambria, I love thy genius bold; Thy dreadful rites, and... The Rose Of The Glen Although I've no money or treasure to give, No palace or c... To The Lark "Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the... |
To The DaisyCategory: The Beautiful. Oh, flower meek and modest That blooms of all the soonest, Some great delight possesses me When thy soft crystal bud I see. Thou art the first of the year To break the bonds of winter, And for thy gallant enterprise I'll welcome thee and sing thy praise. And hast thou no misgiving? Or fear of tempests howling To issue from the hardy sod Before thy sisters break their pod? Behind thee millions lie And hide their faces shy, Lest winter's cold continue, Or tempests charged with mildew. Inform thy sisters coy The spring's without alloy, Tell them there is no snow Or icy wind to blow. Tell them the cattle meek Will joy their heads to seek, The lamb delighted be To see them on the lea. Speed therefore all ye flowers That gleam upon the pastures, Ye white and yellow come And make the field your smiling home. A thousand times more comely Your cheerful features lively, Than all the gems that shine In royal crown of princely line. How pleasant then to roam Through field and forest home, And listen to the song Of birds that carol long. Next: The Lily And The Rose Previous: The Dawn
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