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yr Eisteddfod, yr hon a gynhaliwyd Medi 16, 17, a'r 18, 1828.)
Dinbych, Dinbych, gwych yw'th gwedd -
Di heddyw, -
Da headdit anrhydedd;
Nid rhyfelwyr, cludwyr cledd,
Na thynwyr ddaeth i'th annedd.
Ond llon Fon'ddigion a ddaeth -
i'th gyfarch;
Hwy'th gofiant mewn hiraeth;
Yn haelwych gwna'u cynhaliaeth:
Boddia wŷr, ni byddi waeth.
Bu od-wych y Cerbydau - sy ynot,
Gan swniaw fel t'ranau;
Gyd âg 'w'llys, mewn brys brau,
Agoraist byrth dy gaerau.
Trwst eu meirch, nid trist y modd,
- fu danbaid,
Tref Dinbych a grynodd;
Na wyled, er na welodd
Dyrfa'n fwy, neu dorf un fodd.
Ni sengodd, ac ni sanga - ar G'ledfryn,
Neu Glwyd-fro, 'r fath dyrfa;
Cymry, Saeson, dynion da,
Hoffwn bur ffỳn y bara.
Absalom Roberts 1780?-1864 |
of the Eisteddfod, which was held on September 16th, 17th and 18th, 1828.)
Denbigh, Denbigh, brilliant is thy countenance -
Today, -
Well thou deservest honour;
Not warriors, carriers of a sword,
Nor hauliers came to thy dwelling.
But cheerful Nobles who came -
to welcome thee;
They remember thee with longing;
Generously brilliant making their support:
Gratifying men, thou wilt be no less.
Excellent were the Chariots - which are in thee,
Sounding like thunder;
With a will, in a fragile hurry,
Thou didst open the gates of thy fortresses.
The din of their steeds, not sad the means,
- which were fiery,
The town of Denbigh trembled;
Let it not watch, although it saw not
A greater throng, nor crowd by any means.
Never trod, nor shall tread - on Caledfryn,
Or the Vale of Clwyd, such a throng;
Welsh, English, good men,
I would love the pure sticks of the bread.
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