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Revue celtique - National Library of Scotland

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j4 Aîtodiad y Lyfryddiaetli y Cymry.<br />

« 1 left no calling for this idle trade —<br />

No Duty broke — no Parent disobey'd —<br />

While yet a Child —ère yet a Fool to Famé,<br />

I lisp'd in numbers — for the numbers came. »<br />

Carmarthen, Printed by John Ross. M,DCC,XCVI. 410.<br />

It consists <strong>of</strong> 39 pages <strong>of</strong> verse, with 8 <strong>of</strong> « Dedicatory Address, « a list<br />

<strong>of</strong> subscribers, and errata. Some <strong>of</strong> the pièces are imitations <strong>of</strong> Petrarch,<br />

Metastasio, and Shenstone.<br />

88. Conway Castle, a Poem. 4to, pp. 20.<br />

No author's name, date, or imprint. It appeared probably about 1780, the<br />

style <strong>of</strong> printing being almost precisely the same as that <strong>of</strong> No. 89, which was<br />

published in 1773'. Besides « Conway Castle », the pamphlet contains — « To<br />

the Memory <strong>of</strong> the late Earl <strong>of</strong> Chatham » (who died in 1778), and « Why<br />

the Moon is like a Fashionable Wife. « The author states that he « hath<br />

made trial <strong>of</strong> a form <strong>of</strong> versification, that might imitate, in some respects, the<br />

elegiac measure <strong>of</strong> the Greeks and Romans. » The following are the opening<br />

stanzas, which may serve as a spécimen <strong>of</strong> the mètre :<br />

« Conway, deserted pile, in whose exhausted halls<br />

The discontented winds fresh wrath engender,<br />

Whose figure knightiy times to Fancy <strong>of</strong>t recalls,<br />

Take the sole boon a passenger can render,<br />

« Who to thy tow'rs august in giddy wonder clings,<br />

Thy mien unhumbled by mishap rehearses,<br />

Thine aged arches grey and sea-worn ramparts sings,<br />

A moss-clad battlements, in plaintive verses. »<br />

89. The Tears <strong>of</strong> Cambria. A Poem. Inscribed to the Honourable<br />

Society <strong>of</strong> Antient Britons.<br />

London :<br />

Printed for G. Kearsly, No 46, Fleet-Street, 1773 (Price<br />

one Shilling and six Pence). 4to, pp. 18.<br />

The author's name is nowhere given. At the end it is stated that « <strong>of</strong> the<br />

Publisher <strong>of</strong> this Poem may be had (pricc one shilling) An Ode addressed to<br />

the Savoir Vivre Club. »<br />

90. The Leek. A Poem on St. David's Day :<br />

most humbly inscribed<br />

to the Honourable Society <strong>of</strong> Antient Britons (established in honour <strong>of</strong><br />

his Royal Highness' Birthday and the Principality <strong>of</strong> Wales), by N.<br />

Griffith, Esq.<br />

London, 1717, fol.; second édition, 1718.<br />

91. St. Taffey's Day: or the Cambro-British Gamboles. In three<br />

merry cantos. By C. L. a true Briton.<br />

London, 1724, folio.

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