there is scarcely a house now in the parish into which I
would venture to turn besides yours, your cousin's, Mr. Clough's and two
or three more. Yet, I feel a tie between me and Mold and its
inhabitants, which nothing but death can unloose. There lies the grave
of my dear, though poor parents, and there burst the dawn of my brightest
days. The same Providence which smiled upon the beginning of my happier
years, continues kind still. I have indeed abundant reason to thank
heaven for the many, many blessings which have been showered upon my
path; nor do I forget the kind hands which were employed in showering
them, and your own amongst the number.
When I first came to Manordeifi, there was but one service on the Sunday,
and that almost entirely in Welsh. Seeing that five of the principal
families in Pembrokeshire were under my pastoral care, and that neither
themselves nor their dependants understood any Welsh, I established two
services, one entirely English, the other exclusively in our beloved
Welsh.
CATHL I'R EOS.
Pan guddio nos ein daear gu
O dan ei du adenydd,
Y clywir dy delori mwyn,
A chor y llwyn yn llonydd;
Ac os bydd pigyn dan dy fron
Yn peri i'th galon guro,
Ni wnai, nes torro'r wawrddydd hael,
Ond canu a gadael iddo.
A thebyg it' yw'r feinir war
Sydd gymar gwell na gemau,
Er cilio haul, a hulio bro
A miloedd o gymylau;
Pan dawo holl gysurwyr dydd,
Hi lyna yn ffyddlonaf;
Yn nyfnder nos o boen a thrais
Y dyry lais felusaf.
Er dichon fod ei chalon wan
Yn delwi dan y dulid,
Ni chwyna, i flino'i hanwyl rai,--
Ei gwen a guddia'i gofid:
Ni pheidia'i chan trwy ddunos faith,
Nes gweled gobaith goleu
Yn t'wynu, megys llygad aur,
Trwy bur amrantau'r boreu.
ABAD-DY TINTERN.
Pa sawl bron a oerodd yma?
Pa sawl llygad ga'dd ei gloi?
Pa sawl un sydd yn y gladdfa,
A'r cof o honynt wedi ffoi?
Pa sawl gwaith, ar wawr a gosber
Swniai'r gloch ar hyd y glyn?
Pa sawl _Ave_, cred a phader,
Dd'wedwyd rhwng y muriau hyn?
Ar y gareg sydd gyferbyn,
A faluriwyd gan yr hin,
Tybiaf weld, o flaen ei eilun,
Ryw bererin ar ei lin;
Tybiaf fod y mwg o'r thuser
Eto'n codi'n golofn wen,
A bod swn yr organ seinber
Eto yn dadseinio'r nen.
Ond Distawrwydd wnaeth ei phabell
Lle cartrefai'r anthem gynt;
Nid oes yma, o gor i gangell,
Un erddygan, ond y gwynt.--
Felly darffo pob coel-grefydd,
Crymed byd ger bron y Gwir;
Hedd
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