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*An imitation to the Oaken Grove was usual with lovers in forme r times:also,to drive Hogs to feed on Acorna . At suit in South Wales . //

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There is another very Ancient-Tune that bears a similar name to the above; A Rhapsody of it,a» formerly used with the Cowydd Pedwar, concludes each stanza as follows . ,'

"Nawdd Mair a nawdd y gr6g - - The protection of Mary & protection of the Crows;

Hai down ir deri danno ." - ------- - Come let us hasten to the Oaken-Grove.

\Uiichis the burden of an old Song of the Druids, fung- by the Bards and call the people to their religious assemblies in the Groves. is evident that the old English Song,

'•Hie down, down derry down'.' —

Also, "In Summer time when leaves grow-green,
Down,a down,a down'.'

are borrowed from that Druidical Song. —

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Cynv.yd was a man's name,and Cynwydion was the name of the Clan and Land; from which the Village of Cynwyd in Merionethshire derives its name.

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*Aber Djvi - isa Seaport in Merionethshire>aIfo a considerable river which divides Korthjanil South Wales

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A Song of the wooing of Queen Catherine by Sir Owen Tudor,
a young Gentleman of Wales .

Whilst King Henry VI was pursuing his conquests in France, Charles VI: unable to resist his victorious arms, came to a treaty
with him, and in the year 14<20,King Henry was married to Catherine, the daughter of Charles-, by virtue of which the
Latter acknowledged Henry,Kegent of France,during his life. time, and after his death absolute sovereign of that kingdom.
The christmas following King Henry brought his Queen over to England,where she was crowned on the 24> FthX 1V21.
The season of taking the field being come, and the Dauphin having levied fresh forces,King Henry hastened over to France,
whither his Queen could not accompany him, being at that time with child, and on the 6V1 of December following she was
deliver'd at Windsor of Prince Henry, who succeeded his Father. The April following she passed over to France with
large reinforcements for her husband; he being at that time very ill of the'Dysentery ,of which he shortly after
died, soon after, Queen Catherine returned to England. it was impossible that a young handsome widow, of her dig-
nity could live withouta number of admirersjand in, the foremost rank appeard Sir Owen Tudor"J"of Vtn-Mynydd Mdn,in
An/Iesseyjwho was a graceful and most beautiful person, and descended from the ancient welsh Fxinces.(rhis Owen w is
son of Meredith ab Tudor ab Gronw ah Tudor,ab Gronw,ah Ednyfed Fychan, baron of Brinfsenigl, in Denbigh-land, Lord '>F
Criceth; and so lineally descended from King Beli the great . His genealogy was drawn out of the chronicles of Wales, G,
order of King Henry the Seventh,and is to be found in the appendix of Caradoc's history of Wales,the lust edition ^
Sir Owen Tudor was an officer of the Queen's household,and being comely and active,he was desired to dance before the
Queen;Kinu turn not being able to recover himself, fell into her lap,as she sat upon a little stool with many of her
ladies about her. Soon •after, he won her heart and married her, and by him she had three sons; of whom Edmund the
eldest, was created Earl of Richmond, and was Father to King Henry the 7t«h The second Son was Earl of VeinbroKe._
Queen Catherine survived this husband also, and then retired into the Hun'ery of Hermondsey in Surry,where she died in
the'.14t!1 year of the reign of her Son Henry the VI .

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It* but a stranger, yet love hath such power,
To lead me here kindly into the Queen's bower;
Then do not,lweet Princess,my good will forsake,
When nature-commands thee a true love to take.
Quee n.

So royal of calling and birth am I known,
That matching unequal,my state's overthrown:
My titles of dignity thereby I lose,
To wed me and bed me,my equal 1 11 chuse.

No honors are loll (Queen) in chusing of me,
For I am a Gentleman born by degree*
And favors of Princes my state may advance.
In making me noble and fortunate chance.

Queen •
My robesof rich honors most brave to behold,
Are all o'er imbossed with silver and gold>
Not therewith adorn'd, I lose my renown»
With all the brave titles that wait on a crown.
„ Tudor

My country,sweet princess,more pleasure affords,
Than can be expressed by me here in words:
Such kindly contentments by nature there springs,
That hath been well liked of Queens & of Kings, j

Queen •
My courtly attendants are trains of delight,
Like stars of fair heaven all shining so bright: ,
And those that live daily such pleasures to foe,
Suppose no litch (omfbrt in country cau he..

In Wales we have fountains, no crystal more clear,
Where murmuring music we daily may hear,
With gardens of pleasure,and flowers so sweet*
-Where true love with true love may merrily meet

Tint there is no tilting nor turnaments bold,
Which gallant young ladies desire to behold,-.
No masks.nor no revels,where favours are worn,
Ry Knights, Barons.without any scorn .

Our may pole at Whitsuntide maketh good sport, Andmoyes as sweet pleasures as yours do in court, Where on the green dancing for garland and ring, Maidens make pastime and sport for a King

Queen fnieet, But when your brave young men and maidens Jo Whill't filver-like melody murmuring keeps, Your muiick is clownish and soundeth not sweet, And locks up your fen it s in heavei,i ly sleeps.

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