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

The World And The Sea: A Comparison
Like the world and its dread changes Is the ocean when it ...

The Banks Of The Dee
One morning in May, when soft breezes were blowing O'er...

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

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

To The Daisy
Oh, flower meek and modest That blooms of all the soonest,...

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

The Fairy's Song
"Heavens defend me from that Welsh fairy!"--SHAKSPEARE. ...

Under The Orchard Tree
Under the deep-laden boughs of the orchard Walks a maid...

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

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

Translations From Miscellaneous Welsh Hymns
Had I but the wings of a dove, To regions afar I'd repa...

My Native Cot
The white cot where I spent my youth Is on yon lofty mo...

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

To The Spring
Oh, come gentle spring, and visit the plain, Far scatte...

Llywarch Hen's Lament On Cynddylan
Taliesin in the sixth century. He was engaged at the batt...

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...

Ode To Cambria
Cambria, I love thy genius bold; Thy dreadful rites, and...

Dafydd Ap Gwilym's Invocation To The Summer To Visit Glamorganshire,
Where he spent many happy years at the hospitable mansion o...



To The Spring






Category: The Beautiful.

Oh, come gentle spring, and visit the plain,
Far scatter the frost from our border,
All nature cries loud for the sunshine and rain,
For the howl of the winter is over.

Approach gentle spring, and show the white snow
Thou cans't melt it by smiles and caresses,
Chase far the cold winter away from us now,
And cover the fields with white daisies.

Oh, come gentle spring, alight on the trees,
Renew them with life and deep verdure,
Then choristers gay will replenish the breeze
With their songs and musical rapture.

Oh, come gentle spring, breathe soft on the flowers,
And clothe them in raiments of beauty,
The rose may reopen its petals in tears,
And sunbeams unfold the white lily.





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