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18523	nan	The Poetry of Wales			.txt	text/plain	31126	2882	92	"When a bard shall ask a gift of a prince, let him sing one piece; "The Chief of Song shall begin the singing in the common hall." song shall be addressed to God, the next to the king. Have echoed to thy praises night and day, Thy song thou wilt not close. Thou then dost chant thy merriest lays, I'll welcome thee and sing thy praise. Wilt thou leave thy sparkling chamber The beauties of thy court shall grace And, far beneath me, smiling, lay my lovely native glen. I love thy fair Silurian vales That like thy mountains, huge and high, Or thou, wild Merlin, with thy song A voice from time departed, yet floats thy hills among, For the soul that looks forth from thy children's bright eyes, Hast thou not found, with thy searching light, Thy father lives, and He is love; Thy long fair neck (thou thing of pride!)	./cache/18523.txt	./txt/18523.txt