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| Mrs. Atlay, wife of a late Bishop of Hereford, dreamed one night that there was a pig in the dining-room of the palace. She came downstairs, and in the hall told her governess and children of the dream, before family prayers. When these were ... Read more of The Pig In The Dining-room at Scary Stories.ca | Informational.ca Privacy |
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Wales PoetrySnowdonKing of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou reares... The Deluge * * * * * Whether to the east or west You go, wondr... The Legend Of Trwst Llywelyn Once upon a time, Llywelyn was returning from a great battl... The Flowers Of Spring beautiful stanzas, from which the following translation ... Under The Orchard Tree Under the deep-laden boughs of the orchard Walks a maid... The Grove Of Broom The girl of nobler loveliness Than countess decked in go... The Ewe So artless art thou, gentle ewe! Thy aspect kindles... Roderic's Lament Farewell every mountain To memory dear, Each streamlet... An Ode To The Thunder his bardic name of Dafydd Ionawr, was born in the year 1... The Lament Op Llywarch Hen The bright hours return, and the blue sky is ringing ... The Dawn Streaking the mantle of deep night The rays of light ... Gwilym Glyn And Ruth Of Dyffryn In the depth of yonder valley, Where the fields are bright... To The Daisy Oh, flower meek and modest That blooms of all the soonest,... The Golden Goblet, In Imitation Of Gothe There was a king in Mon, {62} A true lover to his grave; ... Walter Sele O'er Walter's bed no foot shall tread, Nor step unhallo... Translations From Miscellaneous Welsh Hymns Had I but the wings of a dove, To regions afar I'd repa... Glan Geirionydd . One time upon a summer day I saunter'd on the shor... Ode To Cambria Cambria, I love thy genius bold; Thy dreadful rites, and... The Lord Of Clas The Lord of Clas to his hunting is gone, Over plain and... Llywarch Hen's Lament On Cynddylan Taliesin in the sixth century. He was engaged at the batt... |
To The SpringCategory: 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. Next: To The Nightingale Previous: Song To Arvon
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