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

Roderic's Lament
Farewell every mountain To memory dear, Each streamlet...

The Farmer's Prayer
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That Had Been Converted Into A May-pole In The Town Of Llanidloes, In Montgomeryshire
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The Lament Op Llywarch Hen
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Tribanau
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The Lily And The Rose
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The Immovable Covenant
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From The Hymns Of The Rev William Williams, Pantycelyn
he inherited from his ancestors, was born in the parish of...

Translated By The Rev William Evans
God doth withhold no good from those Who meekly fear him ...

The Rose Of Llan Meilen
Sweet Rose of Llan Meilen! you bid me forget That ever i...

The Monarchy Of Britain
Sons of the Fair Isle! forget not the time, Ere spoilers h...

The Fairy's Song
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The Grove Of Broom
The girl of nobler loveliness Than countess decked in go...

By The Rev Rees Prichard, Ma
...

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

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

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

The Poor Man's Grave
'Neath the yew tree's gloomy branches, Rears a mound ...

An Ode To The Thunder
his bardic name of Dafydd Ionawr, was born in the year 1...



To The Nightingale






Category: The Beautiful.

river of that name was born at Mold, in Flintshire, in the year 1797, and
died in 1840, in the parish of Manordeivi, Pembrokeshire, of which he was
Rector. He participated much in the Eisteddfodau of that period, and his
poems gained many of their prizes. He also edited the "Gwladgarwr," or
the Patriot, a monthly magazine, and afterwards the "Cylchgrawn," or
Circle of Grapes, another magazine, under the auspices of the Society for
the Diffusion of Useful Knowledge. The subjects of this poet's
compositions were patriotic, sentimental and religious, and his poems are
characterised by deep pathos, and great sweetness of diction.]

When night o'erspreads each hill and dale
Beneath its darksome wing
Are heard thy sweet and mellow notes
Through the lone midnight ring;
And if a pang within thy breast
Should cause thy heart to bleed,
Thou wilt not hush until the dawn
Shall drive thee from the mead.

* * * * *

Altho' thy heart beneath the pang
Should falter in its throes
Thou wilt not grieve thy nestlings young,
Thy song thou wilt not close.
When all the chorus of the bush
By night and sleep are still,
Thou then dost chant thy merriest lays,
And heaven with music fill.





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