[1]A highly Rabelaisian phrase is omitted.
[1]A highly Rabelaisian phrase is omitted.
[2]Translated from the Welsh verses quoted in the notebook.
[2]Translated from the Welsh verses quoted in the notebook.
[3]The following translation of these verses appeared inPoems from the Old Bards, by Taliesin, Bristol, 1812:"In Soar's sweet valley, where the soundOf holy anthems once was heardFrom many a saint, the hills prolongOnly the music of the bird.In Soar's sweet valley, where the brookWith many a ripple flows along,Delicious prospects meet the eye,The ear is charmed withPhil'mel'ssong.In Soar's sweet valley once a Maid,Despising worldly prospects gay,Resigned her note in earthly choirsWhich now in Heaven must sound alway.In Soar's sweet valley David preached;His Gospel accents so beguiledThe savage Britons, that they turnedTheir fiercest cries to music mild.In Soar's sweet valley Cybi taughtTo haughty Prince the Holy Law,The way to Heaven he showed, and thenThe subject tribes inspired with awe.In Soar's sweet valley still the songOf Phil'mel sounds and checks alarms.But when shall I once more renewThose heavenly hours in Gladys' arms?""Taliesin" was the pseudonym of an amiable clergyman, the Reverend Owen Thomas, for many years curate of Llantrisant. He died in 1820, at the great age of eighty-four. His original poetry in Welsh was reputed as far superior to his translations, and he made a very valuable and curious collection of "Cymric Antiquities," which remains in manuscript in the keeping of his descendants.
[3]The following translation of these verses appeared inPoems from the Old Bards, by Taliesin, Bristol, 1812:
"In Soar's sweet valley, where the soundOf holy anthems once was heardFrom many a saint, the hills prolongOnly the music of the bird.In Soar's sweet valley, where the brookWith many a ripple flows along,Delicious prospects meet the eye,The ear is charmed withPhil'mel'ssong.In Soar's sweet valley once a Maid,Despising worldly prospects gay,Resigned her note in earthly choirsWhich now in Heaven must sound alway.In Soar's sweet valley David preached;His Gospel accents so beguiledThe savage Britons, that they turnedTheir fiercest cries to music mild.In Soar's sweet valley Cybi taughtTo haughty Prince the Holy Law,The way to Heaven he showed, and thenThe subject tribes inspired with awe.In Soar's sweet valley still the songOf Phil'mel sounds and checks alarms.But when shall I once more renewThose heavenly hours in Gladys' arms?"
"In Soar's sweet valley, where the soundOf holy anthems once was heardFrom many a saint, the hills prolongOnly the music of the bird.
In Soar's sweet valley, where the brookWith many a ripple flows along,Delicious prospects meet the eye,The ear is charmed withPhil'mel'ssong.
In Soar's sweet valley once a Maid,Despising worldly prospects gay,Resigned her note in earthly choirsWhich now in Heaven must sound alway.
In Soar's sweet valley David preached;His Gospel accents so beguiledThe savage Britons, that they turnedTheir fiercest cries to music mild.
In Soar's sweet valley Cybi taughtTo haughty Prince the Holy Law,The way to Heaven he showed, and thenThe subject tribes inspired with awe.
In Soar's sweet valley still the songOf Phil'mel sounds and checks alarms.But when shall I once more renewThose heavenly hours in Gladys' arms?"
"Taliesin" was the pseudonym of an amiable clergyman, the Reverend Owen Thomas, for many years curate of Llantrisant. He died in 1820, at the great age of eighty-four. His original poetry in Welsh was reputed as far superior to his translations, and he made a very valuable and curious collection of "Cymric Antiquities," which remains in manuscript in the keeping of his descendants.
THE HOUSE OF SOULSTHE SECRET GLORYTHE HILL OF DREAMSFAR OFF THINGSTHE THREE IMPOSTORS(in Preparation)
THE HOUSE OF SOULSTHE SECRET GLORYTHE HILL OF DREAMSFAR OFF THINGSTHE THREE IMPOSTORS(in Preparation)