The Poetical Works of the Rev. Goronwy Owen (Goronwy Ddu O Fon): With His Life and Correspondence, Količina 2Longmans, Green, 1876 |
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Stran 101 - OF old, when Scarron his companions invited, Each guest brought his dish, and the feast was united. If our landlord supplies us with beef and with fish, Let each guest bring himself, and he brings the best dish : Our Dean...
Stran 308 - GUIDE me, O thou great Jehovah, Pilgrim through this barren land : I am weak, but thou art mighty ; Hold me with thy powerful hand : Bread of heaven, Feed me till I want no more.
Stran 101 - Hickey's a capon, and by the same rule, Magnanimous Goldsmith a gooseberry fool. At a dinner so various, at such a repast, Who'd not be a glutton, and stick to the last? Here, waiter, more wine, let me sit while I'm able, Till all my companions sink...
Stran 283 - The building is beautiful and commodious, being first modelled by Sir Christopher Wren, adapted to the nature of the country by the gentlemen there...
Stran 26 - ... for a splendid outburst of imaginative poetry; but it should not have been treated in a ludicrous spirit. It is at such times as these that we feel the truth of Goronwy Owain's criticism in one of his letters:—" Ab Gwilym was perhaps the best Welshman that ever lived for ludicrous poetry ; but, though I admire and even dote upon the sweetness of his poetry, I have often wished he had raised his thoughts to something more grave and sublime.
Stran 312 - And pine in vain before heaven's close shut door Bearing no pain to save ? Than to have known indeed The sweet creative pang ; and to have heard The accents of the gods ; and climbed with pain, As thou didst all thy journey, — nor in vain, But seen as thou didst, on the summits white Clear rays, though broken, of the Eternal Light, And those dread gates open without a word For the heart and knees that bleed...
Stran 129 - In short, as I understand, that it and its fellows were introduced by the authority of an Eisteddfod, I wish we had an Eisteddfod again to give them their dimittimus to some peaceable acrostic land, to sport and converse with the spirits of deceased puns, quibbles, and conundrums of pious memory ; then should I gladly see the true primitive metres reinstated in their ancient dignity, and sense regarded more than a hideous jingle of words, which hardly ever can bear it.
Stran 83 - ... must be equal, if equally understood. Cornelia, the mother of the Gracchi, is commended in history for having taught her sons, in their infancy, the purity of the Latin tongue ; and I may say, in justice to the memory of my mother, that I never knew a mother, nor even a master, more careful to correct an uncouth, inelegant phrase, or vicious pronunciation, thau she.
Stran 53 - Milton's Paradise Lost is a book I read with pleasure, nay with admiration and raptures; call it a great, sublime, nervous, or if you please a divine work, you will find me ready to subscribe to anything that can be said in praise of it, provided you do not call it poetry...
Stran 85 - ... thy land took little heed For souls like thine, pent by the vulgar crowd ; Hungering for pelf and place with clamour loud, What care had peer or prelate for thy lays ? Thou wouldst not stoop to crown with venal praise Souls gross with pride and sunk in vulgar greed, Through thy sweet verse divine. Then hope deferred too long Sickening the heart — the bard's too sensitive brain — These seizing thee, drove thee at last to seek Oblivion of the pain thou couldst not speak, Forgetfulness of failure,...