 | William Forbes Skene - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 372
...Monday ; Blessed will the Cymry be, from that design. v. Sweet appletree that grows in the glade I Their vehemence will conceal it from the lords of...Trodden it is around its base, and men are about it Terrible to them were heroic forms. Gwendydd loves me not, greets me not ; I am hated by the firmest... | |
 | William Forbes Skene - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 294
...Black Book, I consider to be that of an old poem. The poem in that text concludes with this stanza:— Sweet apple-tree, and a tree of crimson hue Which grows in concealment in the wood of Cclyddon, Though sought for their fruit, it will be in vain, Until Cadwaladyr comes from the conference... | |
 | William Forbes Skene - 1868 - عدد الصفحات: 636
...pleasant, Sovereigns across the sea will come on Monday ; Blessed will the Cymry be, from that design. v. Sweet appletree that grows in the glade ! Their vehemence will conceal it from the lords of Eydderch, Trodden it is around its base, and men are about it. Terrible to them were heroic forms.... | |
 | James Bonwick - 1880 - عدد الصفحات: 544
...Avellanau," contains his famous prophecies. He sang much concerning the apple-tree of Caledon — that " Sweet apple-tree, and a tree of crimson hue, 'Which grows in concealment in the wood of Celyddon." His fabled grove, in which he loved the false-hearted fairy, was on the slopes of the Drummalzier Laws... | |
 | 1894 - عدد الصفحات: 486
...he sings a sad wail over the loss and bloodshed of the battle, and here is one of the verses : — ' Sweet apple-tree that grows in the glade ! Their vehemence...crimson hue, Which grows in concealment in the wood of Cellydon ; Though sought for their fruit, it will be in vain, Until Cadwaladyr comes from the conference... | |
 | 1925 - عدد الصفحات: 616
...pleasant, Sovereigns across the sea will come on Monday; Blessed will the Cymry be from that design. V. Sweet appletree that grows in the glade ! Their vehemence...Trodden it is around its base, and men are about it. Terrible to them were heroic forms. Gwendydd loves me not, greets me not; I am hated by the firmest... | |
 | Jan Fries - 2005 - عدد الصفحات: 560
...with my shield on my shoulder, and my sword on my thigh, I slept all alone in the woods of Celyddon... Sweet appletree that grows in the glade! Their vehemence will conceal it from the lords of Rhydderch... Sweet appletree of delicate bloom, That grows in concealment in the woods!... Sweet appletree,... | |
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O little pig! now apply thyself to reason, And listen to birds whose notes are pleasant, Sovereigns across the sea will come on Monday; Blessed will the Cymry be from that design. V. Sweet appletree that grows in the glade ! Their vehemence will conceal... 