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Wales PoetryThe Hall Of Cynddylan
The Hall of Cynddylan is gloomy to-night, I weep, for th...
Thou swan, upon the waters bright, In lime-hued vest, like...
The Faithful Maiden
At the dawning of day on a morning in May, When the bi...
The Lord Of Clas
The Lord of Clas to his hunting is gone, Over plain and...
The Rose Of The Glen
Although I've no money or treasure to give, No palace or c...
The Mother To Her Child After Its Father's Death
My gentle child, thou dost not know Why still on thee ...
An Address To The Summer
of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ...
the following and several other poems in this collection. ...
The Rose Of Llan Meilen
Sweet Rose of Llan Meilen! you bid me forget That ever i...
To The Spring
Oh, come gentle spring, and visit the plain, Far scatte...
Farewell every mountain To memory dear, Each streamlet...
Land of the Cymry! thou art still, In rock and valley, str...
The Mountain Galloway
My tried and trusty mountain steed, Of Aberteivi's hardy...
King of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou reares...
Dafydd Ap Gwilym's Invocation To The Summer To Visit Glamorganshire,
Where he spent many happy years at the hospitable mansion o...
To The Lark
"Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the...
Ode To Cambria
Cambria, I love thy genius bold; Thy dreadful rites, and...
The Sick Man's Dream
Dans le solitaire bourgade, Revant a ses maux triste...
My Native Cot
The white cot where I spent my youth Is on yon lofty mo...
The Farmer's Prayer
poems of the "Good Vicar Prichard of Llandovery" would be ...
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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