While _he_, with visage grim and dark,
Would still surround the doomed bark.

Deep night now veiled the firmament,
While sombre clouds thicker were sent
To hide each star, the ocean's rage
No cries of grief could even assuage.

The vessel sinks beneath the might
Of wind, and wave, and blackest night,
While through the severed planks was heard
The breaker's splash, with anger stirred.




PART II. THE BEAUTIFUL.


AN ADDRESS TO THE SUMMER.


BY DAFYDD AP GWILYM.

[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, and of handsome person. His poetical
talent and personal beauty procured him the favourable notice of the fair
sex; which, however, occasioned him much misfortune. His attachments
were numerous, and one to Morvydd, the daughter of Madog Lawgam, of