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Wales Poetry

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

Pennillion
Cymry, and was much practised in the houses of the Welsh g...

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

The Sick Man's Dream
Dans le solitaire bourgade, Revant a ses maux triste...

Glan Geirionydd
. One time upon a summer day I saunter'd on the shor...

An Ode On The Death Of Hoel
of the sixth century. He was himself a soldier, and d...

My Father-land
Land of the Cymry! thou art still, In rock and valley, str...

The Dawn
Streaking the mantle of deep night The rays of light ...

Childe Harold
"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...

Snowdon
King of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou reares...

The Death Of Owain
Lo! the youth, in mind a man, Daring in the battle's v...

Sad Died The Maiden
Sad died the Maiden! and heaven only knew The anguish s...

From The Hymns Of The Rev William Williams, Pantycelyn
he inherited from his ancestors, was born in the parish of...

An Address To The Summer
of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about ...

The Shipwreck
a Welsh Congregationalist Minister, and an eminent poet....

The Vengeance Of Owain {96}
Gruffydd ab Cynan, Prince of Gwynedd, or North Wales, and ...

To The Nightingale
river of that name was born at Mold, in Flintshire, in the...

Gwilym Glyn And Ruth Of Dyffryn
In the depth of yonder valley, Where the fields are bright...

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



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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