Category: Poetry
King of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou rearest in the clouds, as if to mock The littleness of human things below; The tempest cannot harm thee, and the shock Of the deep thunder falls upon thy head As the light footfalls of an infant's tread.
Land of the Cymry! thou art still, In rock and valley, stream and hill, As wild and grand; As thou hast been in days of yore, As thou hast ever been before, As thou shalt be for...
5. Chapter 5Sweet Rose of Llan Meilen! you bid me forget That ever in moments of pleasure we met; You bid me remember no longer a name The muse hath already companioned with fame; And futur...
2. Chapter 2[Dafydd ap Gwilym was the son of Gwilym Gam, of Brogynin, in the parish of Llanbadarn Fawr, Cardiganshire, and was born about the year 1340. The bard was of illustrious lineage,...
6. Chapter 6[The Reverend William Williams, styled of "Pantycelyn," a tenement which he inherited from his ancestors, was born in the parish of Llanfair-on- the-hill, in Carmarthenshire, in...
1. Chapter 1King of the mighty hills! thy crown of snow Thou rearest in the clouds, as if to mock The littleness of human things below; The tempest cannot harm thee, and the shock Of the de...
4. Chapter 4Thus on my breast, and sipping from my cup, With food and nurture did I bring him up; He grew a winged stripling, plump and fair, And yet he filled and fills my soul with care!