The Cambro-Briton, Volume 3J. Limbird., 1822 |
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alluded ancient antiquity appears Arch Archaiology Arvon Awen Bardic bards beautiful Brecknockshire Brecon Britons brother Brychan Caer Caernarvon called Cambrian CAMBRO-BRITON Castle Ceredigion character church Cimbri Corwen Cunedda Wledig Cymmrodorion Cymry Cywydd daughters of Brychan Davydd dedicated Denbighshire Dewi Dyved EDITOR Eisteddvod English etymology extract favour Gaelic Geraint Geraint ab Erbin Glyndwr Gwilym Gwynedd harp Hywel Ieuan inhabitants Irish island Isle of Britain king last Number Laws letter literature Llan Llydaw Llywelyn Lord means Melodies mewn mountains native North Wales notice Number occasion oedd original Owain Owain Gwynedd Owen Pabo Post Prydain Parry poem poetical poetry Powys present Prince Principality readers remarks respect saint Saxons song Three things tion town translation Triad Vychan Welsh language Welsh literature Welsh tongue Welshman Wledig word Wotton Wrexham
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Page 447 - Who will render to every man according to his deeds: To them who by patient continuance in well-doing seek for glory and honour and immortality, eternal life: But unto them that are contentious, and do not obey the truth, but obey unrighteousness, indignation and wrath, Tribulation and anguish, upon every soul of man that doeth evil...
Page 308 - Where now thy might, which all those kings subdued? No martial myriads muster in thy gate ; No suppliant nations in thy Temple wait ; No...
Page 446 - For David, after he had served his own generation by the will of God, fell on sleep, and was laid unto his fathers, and saw corruption : But he whom God raised again saw no corruption.
Page 424 - LOVE'S YOUNG DREAM. OH ! the days are gone, when Beauty bright My heart's chain wove ; When my dream of life from morn till night Was love, still love. New hope may bloom, And days may come Of milder, calmer beam, But there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream : No, there's nothing half so sweet in life As love's young dream.
Page 107 - Musing and much revolving in his breast How best the mighty work he might begin Of Saviour to mankind, and which way first Publish his godlike office now mature...
Page 309 - If at Thy name the waves forgot their force, And refluent Jordan sought his trembling source; If at Thy Name like sheep the mountains fled, And haughty Sirion...
Page 123 - Oh wherefore should ill ever flow from ill, And pain still keener pain forever breed? We all are brethren — even the slaves who kill For hire are men; and to avenge misdeed On the misdoer doth but Misery feed With her own broken heart...
Page 411 - ... language, undoubtedly, affords plenty of words, expressive and suitable enough for the genius even of a Milton ; and had he been born in our country, we, no doubt, should have been the happy nation that could have boasted of the grandest, sublimest piece of poetry in the world. Our language excels most others in Europe, and why does not our poetry ? It is to me very unaccountable. Are we the only people in the world that know not how to value so excellent a language ? or do we labour under a...
Page 441 - Shall point the bright way to their dwellings ot rest? Oh! lovely they rose on the dreams of past ages, The mighty have sought them, undaunted in faith ; But the land hath been sad for her warriors and sages, For the guide to those realms of the blessed is death.
Page 159 - Born in America, in Europe bred, In Afric travelled, and in Asia wed ; Where long he Hv'd and thriv'd — in London dead. Much good, some ill he did, so hope all's even, And that his soul through mercy's, gone to Heaven...