Wales PoetryThe Flowers Of Spring
beautiful stanzas, from which the following translation ...
The World And The Sea: A Comparison
Like the world and its dread changes Is the ocean when it ...
Streaking the mantle of deep night The rays of light ...
The Praise And Commendation Of A Good Woman
As a wise child excells the sceptr'd fool Who of conceit a...
The Monarchy Of Britain
Sons of the Fair Isle! forget not the time, Ere spoilers h...
The Sick Man's Dream
Dans le solitaire bourgade, Revant a ses maux triste...
"Oh Gwynedd, fast thy star declineth, Thy name is gone, t...
Twenty Third Psalm
My shepherd is the Lord above, Who ne'er will suffer me to...
An Ode On The Death Of Hoel
of the sixth century. He was himself a soldier, and d...
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 ...
The Death Of Owain
Lo! the youth, in mind a man, Daring in the battle's v...
The Lily And The Rose
Once I saw two flowers blossom In a garden 'neath the h...
Strike the harp: awake the lay! Let Cambria's voice be h...
The Banks Of The Dee
One morning in May, when soft breezes were blowing O'er...
A voice from time departed, yet floats thy hills among,...
The Mother To Her Child After Its Father's Death
My gentle child, thou dost not know Why still on thee ...
The Lord Of Clas
The Lord of Clas to his hunting is gone, Over plain and...
The Battle Of Gwenystrad
contemporary of Aneurin in the sixth century. He appe...
The Fairy's Song
"Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairy!"--SHAKSPEARE. ...
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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