The House of Hendra.
‘S’ai Plas Hendre
Yn Nghaer Fyrddin:
Canu Brechfa,
Tithau Lywelyn’.
I.
The House of Hendra stood in Merlin’s Town, and was sung by Brechva on his Harp of gold at the October Feasting of Ivor.
In the town where wondrous Merlin
Lived, and still
In deep sleep, they say, lies dreaming
Near it, under Merlin’s Hill,
In that town of pastoral Towy,
Once of old
Stood the ancient House of Hendra,
Sung on Brechva’s harp of gold.
With his harp to Ivor’s feasting
Brechva came,
There he sang and made this ballad,
While the last torch spent its flame.
Long they told,—the men of Ivor,
Of the strain
At the heart of Brechva’s harping
Heard that night, and not again.
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