Welsh Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century  by Edmund O. Jones
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			In his eyes bright and sparkling his soul you can see. To all that is said of him, all that is heard He looks his reply, though he says not a word. CALEDFRYN. William Williams was born at Denbigh February 6th, 1801. A weaver by trade, he showed signs of fitness for the ministry, was sent to Rotherham College, and was ordained minister of the Independent body at Llanerchymedd in 1829. He died at Groeswen, Glamorganshire, March 29, 1869. He published a volume of his poems in 1856, "Caniadau Caledfryn." The Cuckoo. Dear playmate of the verdant spring, We greet thee and rejoice, Nature with leaves thy pathway decks, The woodlands need thy voice. No sooner come the daisies fair To fleck the meadows green, Than thy untrammelled notes are heard Rising the brakes between. |  | 


 
