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For Her in Arms opposed,
Contending Warriors strove,
*Twas Beauty firM their Hearts
Gwendolen's Love.
On Mokva's Plain the Rivals stood,
Till Morva Rhvi>i>i Aws Plain was drenched in Blood:
Not all proud I.lok I-h's might could Cymry quell,
Till foremost of his Band young Griffith fell.

Gwendolen saw him fall,

And*0 the Maiden cried;

Could Maiden Prayers avail

Thou hadst not died'.
Distracted to the Plain Gwendolen flew,
To bathe her Heroes Wounds, her last Adieu!
Fart o'er her Heroes Wounds,her Tears jttie shed
ButTears alasl are vain..his Life was fled

O then for Griffiths Son,

Ye Maids of Cymry mourn;

For well the Virgins Tear

Becomes his Urn.
Nor you,ye Youths, forbid your Tears to flow,
For they shall best redress, who feel for Woe.
Sweet sleeps the lovely Maid wept by the Brave
For, ah, she died for him she could not save 1

MOKVA RHUDDLAN , or the Red Marsh,on the banks of the CLWYD in FLINTSHIRE, was the scene of many Battles of the Welsh with the Saxons. At the memorable conflict in 795, the Welsh were unsuccessful and their Monarch CARADOC slain.

It is unknown whether this celebrated Time took its name from this or some later occasion. The words now adapted to the Tune are versified from a fragment Published in the Letters from Snowdon. This plaintive style, so predominant in Welsh Music, is well adapted to melancholy subjects. Our Music probably received a Fathetic tincture from our distresses under the oppression of the Saxons. * * Bee ?WiKfctiTfeU*

Variation 1 .

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