You like obscure old ballads,
And Taffy likes Englynion.
Pray are not “moel,” “afon,”
And “Morwyns” (pretty rogues),
At least as good as “birks” and “braes,”
“Mavourneens,” “Arrah Pogues!”
By all Nantfrancon’s Beavers,
Of the pre-historic age;
By Aberglaslyn’s hoary bridge,
And the Swallow’s roaring rage;