ERNEST RHYS
1859- 874 An Autobiography
WALES England wed; so I was bred. 'Twas merry London gave me breath. I dreamt of love, and fame: I strove. But Ireland taught
me love was best: And Irish eyes, and London cries, and streams of Wales
may tell the rest.
What more than these I ask'd of Life I am content to have from Death.
��HENRY CHARLES BEECHING
- 75 Prayers
GOD who created me Nimble and light of limb, In three elements free,
To run, to ride, to swim: Not when the sense is dim,
But now from the heart of joy, I would remember Him. Take the thanks of a boy.
Jesu, King and Lord,
Whose are my foes to fight, Gird me with Thy sword
Swift and sharp and bright Thee would I serve if I might;
And conquer if I can, From day-dawn till night,
Take the strength of a man.
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