#Welsh
Sweet Stay-at-Home, sweet Well-c… Thou knowest of no strange contine… Thou hast not felt thy bosom keep A gentle motion with the deep; Thou hast not sailed in Indian se…
Sweet Chance, that led my steps a… Beyond the town, where wild flower… A rainbow and a cuckoo, Lord, How rich and great the times are n… Know, all ye sheep
Now shall I walk Or shall I ride? “Ride”, Pleasure said; “Walk”, Joy replied. Now what shall I—
Sing out, my soul, thy songs of jo… Sing as a happy bird will sing Beneath a rainbow’s lovely arch In the spring. Think not of death in thy young da…
Good morning, Life—and all Things glad and beautiful. My pockets nothing hold, But he that owns the gold, The Sun, is my great friend—
Indeed this is the sweet life! my… Is under no proud man’s command; There is no voice to break my rest Before a bird has left its nest; There is no man to change my mood,
I hear leaves drinking rain; I hear rich leaves on top Giving the poor beneath Drop after drop; ‘Tis a sweet noise to hear
When I had money, money, O! I knew no joy till I went poor; For many a false man as a friend Came knocking all day at my door. Then felt I like a child that hol…
I pray you, Sadness, leave me soo… In sweet invention thou art poor! Thy sister, Joy can make ten song… While thou art making four. One hour with thee is sweet enough…
Thou dost not fly, thou art not pe… The air is all around: What is it that can keep thee set, From falling to the ground? The concentration of thy mind
Thou shalt not laugh, thou shalt n… Let’s grimly kiss with bated breat… As quietly and solemnly As Life when it is kissing Death. Now in the silence of the grave,
Cold winds can never freeze, nor t… The cup of cheer that Beauty draw… Out of those Azure heavens and th… I drink and drink, and thirst the… To see the dewdrops thrill the bla…
While joy gave clouds the light of… That beamed wher’er they looked; And calves and lambs had tottering… Excited, while they sucked; While every bird enjoyed his song,
Yes, I will spend the livelong da… With Nature in this month of May; And sit beneath the trees, and sha… My bread with birds whose homes ar… While cows lie down to eat, and sh…
To think my thoughts are hers, Not one of hers is mine; She laughs—while I must sigh; She sighs—while I must whine. She eats—while I must fast;