Not again on earth is found Such a slope of orchard ground: Lovely green their leaves in spring; Sweet the shelter and the shade Gloyad, nymph with tresses bright, Guards these gifts of Ceidio's son, Gwendol, the lamented one, Him, whose keen-edged sword no more Flashes 'mid the battle's roar. War has raged on vale and hill: That fair grove was peaceful still. There have chiefs and princes sought Solitude and tranquil thought: There have kings, from courts and throngs, Turned to Merlin's wild-wood songs. Now from echoing woods I hear On the sunny slope reclined, Lovely trees, that long alone L Well I know, when years have flown, Briars shall grow where ye have Then again shall flowers and fruit On my new-born apple-trees. grown : This song was heard with much pleasure, especially by those of the audience who could see, in the imagery of the apple-trees, a mystical type of the doctrines and fortunes of Druidism, to which Merlin was suspected of being secretly attached, even under the very nose of St. David. Aneurin sang a portion of his poem on the Battle of Cattraeth; in which he shadowed out the glory of Vortimer, the weakness of Vortigern, the fascinations of Rowena, the treachery of Hengist, and the vengeance of Emrys. THE MASSACRE OF THE BRITONS. Sad was the day for Britain's land, A day of ruin to the free, When Gorthyn* stretched a friendly hand To the dark dwellers of the sea.† But not in pride the Saxon trod, * Gwrtheyrn: Vortigern. + Hengist and Horsa. Gwrthevyr: Vortimer: who drove the Saxons out of Britain. The twice-raised monarch* drank the charm, The love-draught of the ocean-maid :+ Keen spear, strong shield, and burnished blade. "Come to the feast of wine and mead," Hard by the sacred temple's site, Soon as the shades of evening fall, Resounds with song and glows with light The ocean-dweller's rude-built hall. *Vortigern: who was, on the death of his son Vortimer, restored to the throne from which he had been deposed. Ronwen: Rowena. ↑ Hengist. |