Wales Poetry

The Circling Of The Mead Horns
Fill the blue horn, the blue buffalo horn: Natural is mead...

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

The Monarchy Of Britain
Sons of the Fair Isle! forget not the time, Ere spoilers h...

May And November
Sweet May, ever welcome! the palace of leaves Thy hand for...

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

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

The Hall Of Cynddylan
The Hall of Cynddylan is gloomy to-night, I weep, for th...

The Flowers Of Spring
beautiful stanzas, from which the following translation ...

The Deluge
* * * * * Whether to the east or west You go, wondr...

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

The Mountain Galloway
My tried and trusty mountain steed, Of Aberteivi's hardy...

Farewell To Wales
The voice of thy streams in my spirit I bear; Farewell; ...

The Day Of Judgment
was a native of Anglesea, and entered the Welsh Church...

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

The Lament Op Llywarch Hen
The bright hours return, and the blue sky is ringing ...

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

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

To The Lark
"Sentinel of the morning light! Reveller of the...

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

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

Translations From Miscellaneous Welsh Hymns

Category: The Religious.

Had I but the wings of a dove,
To regions afar I'd repair,
To Nebo's high summit would rove,
And look on a country more fair;
My eyes gazing over the flood,
I'd spend the remainder of life
Beholding the Saviour so good,
Who for sinners expired in strife.

* * * * *

Once I steered through the billows,
On a dark, relentless night,
Stripped of sail--the surge so heinous,
And no refuge within sight.
Strength and skill alike were ended,
Nought, but sinking in the tide,
While amid the gloom appeared
Bethlehem's star to be my guide.

* * * * *

Of all the ancient race,
Not one be left behind,
But each, impell'd by secret grace,
His way to Canaan find.

Rebuilt by His command,
Jerusalem shall rise;
Her temple on Moriah stand
Again, and touch the skies.

Send then thy servants forth,
To call the Hebrews home;
From east and west, and south and north,
Let all the wanderers come.

With Israel's myriads seal'd
Let all the nations meet,
And show the mystery fulfill'd,
The family complete.

* * * * *

Teach me Aaron's thoughtful silence
When corrected by the rod;
Teach me Eli's acquiescence,
Saying, "Do thy will, my God;"
Teach me Job's confiding patience,
Dreading words from pride that flow,
For thou, Lord, alone exaltest,
And thou only layest low.

* * * * *

Who cometh from Edom with might,
Far brighter than day at its dawn?
He routed and conquered his foes,
And trampled the giants alone;
His garments were dyed with their blood,
His sword and his arrows stood strong,
His beauty did fill the whole land,
While travelling in greatness along.

* * * * *

He who darts the winged light'ning,
Walks upon the foaming wave;
Send forth arrows of conviction,
Here exert thy power to save;
Burst the bars of Satan's prison,
Snatch the firebrand from the flame,
Fill the doubting with assurance,
Teach the dumb to sing thy name.

* * * * *

The clouds, O Lord, do scatter,
Between me and thy face;
Reveal to me the glory
Of thy redeeming grace;
Speak thou in words of mercy,
While in distress I call;
And let me taste forgiveness,
Through Christ, my all-in-all.





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