A Celtic Psaltery by Alfred Perceval Graves
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"Rejoice for such a son!
His deed and thine shall deathless shine, Whilst Gwalia's waters run!" ALL THROUGH THE NIGHT _Ar Hyd y Nos_ (After Ceiriog to this Welsh Air) Fiery day is ever mocking Man's feeble sight; Darkness eve by eve unlocking Heav'n's casket bright; Thence the burdened spirit borrows Strength to meet laborious morrows, Starry peace to soothe his sorrows, All through the night. Planet after planet sparkling, All through the night, Down on Earth, their sister darkling, Shed faithful light. In our mortal day's declining, May our souls, as calmly shining, |
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