Welsh Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century by Edmund O. Jones
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GLASYNYS. Owen Wyn Jones was born near Carnarvon, March 4th, 1828. His father was a quarryman, and the future poet followed the same calling till his love for literature became too strong for him. He was ordained deacon in 1860, and held curacies in Anglesey and Monmouthshire. He died at Towyn, April 4, 1870. His works are unpublished, but Mr. O. M. Edwards promises us an edition, which will be not the least among the invaluable services he has rendered to Welsh literature. Blodeuwedd and Hywel. Oh how sweet on fair spring morning, 'neath its cloke of hoarfrost peering, 'Tis to see the tiny blossom with its smile the earth adorning, Oh yes 'tis sweet, oh yes 'tis sweet. But the smiles of Hywel slender, and the kindness of his bearing, When my ice-bound heart he's thawing with his honeyed kisses tender, Are sweeter far a thousand times, oh sweeter far. Sweet the violet on the swelling bank when first it shyly bloweth, Pale and wan but cheerly smiling on its lonely sheltered dwelling, That is sweet, oh that is sweet. But the sight of Hywel coming, sweeter is than flower that groweth, |
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