Thursday, February 24, 2011

Blodau'r Grug (Flowers of the Heath)

The violet and the primrose too
Beneath a sheltering thorny bough
In bright and lively colours blow
And cast sweet fragrance round.
Where beds of thyme in clusters lay
The heath rose opens its eyes in May
And cowslips, too, their sweets display
Upon the heathy ground.

Here shepherds meet at close of day

To chant their merry roundelay

And chase unhappy thought away

No discord here is found.

Harmonious notes make mountains ring

When minstrels strike the trembling string

And merry shepherds dance and sing

Upon the heathy ground.

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