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The Bibelot
VOLUME X
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From The Bibelot, A Reprint of Poetry and Prose for Book Lovers, chosen in part from scarce editions and sources not generally known, Volume X, Testimonial Edition, Edited and Originally Published by Thomas B. Mosher, Portland, Maine; Wm. Wise & Co.; New York; 1904; p. 85.
IN purple heather is my sleep
On Moel Fammau: far below,
The springing rivulets leap,
The firs wave to and fro.
This morn, the sun on Bala Lake
Broke out behind me: morrow morn
Near Rhual I shall wake,
Before the sun is born;
High burning over Clywyd Vale,
And reddening the mountain dew;
While the moon lingers frail,
High up in skies of blue.
Lovely and loved, O passionate land!
Dear Celtic land, unconquered still!
Thy mountain strength prevails:
Thy winds have all their will.
They have no care for meaner things;
They have no scorn for brooding dreams:
A spirit in them sings,
A light about them beams.