Monday, August 18, 2014
Friday, August 15, 2014
Hail Hirlas
Fill with mead the Hirlas high,
Nor let a soul this day be dry;
The hall resounds, the triumph rings,
And every bard the conflict sings.
dnyved's trophied shield displays
Themes of glory, themes of praise,—
A lion in the tented field,
A lamb, when vanquish'd heroes yield.
Ednyved, bravest of the brave!
His name shall live beyond the grave."
LLANDDONA—DWYNWEN—LLANDDWYN.
" Llan Ddona (so called from Dona, fourth in descent from the celebrated Brochwel, Prince of Powys, who built a cell there, upon the sea-shore, in the ninth century,) is a parish adjoining Llangoed, on the north-east, in the island of Anglesey. The fair damsels of this district have, from time immemorial, borne the same addition as those of Lancashire, both having, probably, been peculiarly favoured by Dwynwen,
* There have been more thanone English version of this celebrated poem, but we are not aware to which Mr. Llwyd here alludes.— Ed.
THE HIRLAS.
" These were the mead-horns of ancient hospitality, and called the Hirlas.
That of Owain Cyveiliog, Prince of Powys, has been the subject of a beautiful ode,
for the appearance of which in English the public are indebted to the pen of an accomplished scholar*.
An elegant specimen of the ancient Hirlas is still preserved at Lord Penrhyn's seat in Caernarvonshire."
See Cambro-Briton, vol. i. P 59
Published at Chester in 1804.
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Along with other Bardic ways that you too may hone the Bardic Silver Tongue
That gives Joy or Tears of the Heart. Or if need be Blade of Rosc to cut down
the Ego of the Fool.
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