Easy to say, “Behold Eryri!”
But difficult to reach its head;
Easy for him whose hopes are cheery
To bid the wretch be comforted.
X. ERYRI. From Goronwy Owen.
Ail i’r ar ael Eryri,
Cyfartal hoewal a hi.
The brow of Snowdon shall be levelled with the ground, and the eddying waters shall murmur round it.
XI. ELLEN. From Goronwy Owen.
Ellen, my darling,
Who liest in the churchyard of Walton.
XII. MON. From the Ode by Robin Ddu.
Bread of the wholesomest is found
In my mother-land of Anglesey;
Friendly bounteous men abound
In Penmynnydd of Anglesey. . . .
Twelve sober men the muses woo,
Twelve sober men in Anglesey,
Dwelling at home, like patriots true,
In reverence for Anglesey. . .
Though Arvon graduate bards can boast,
Yet more canst thou, O Anglesey.