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This Monrrch of the Cambrian mountrins was acientky held in the highest veneration among the Pritons.

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There is another very Ancient Tune that bears a similar name to the above; À Rhapsody of it, as formerly used with the Cowydd Pedwar, concludes each ftanza as follows, "Nawdd Mair a nawdd y gʻrôg ,

. The protection of Mary & protection of the Cross; Hai down ir deri danno.".

Come let us hasten to the Oaken-Grove. Which is the burden of an old Song of the Druids, sung by the Bards and Vades, to call the people to their religious assemblies in the Groves. Also, it is evident that the old English Song,

“Hie down, down derry down!
Alfo, "In Summer time when leaves grow-green,

Down, a down, a down!!
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Twynen Cynwyd." - The e Milody of Cynwyd.

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Aber Dyvi -- is a Seaport in Merionethfhire, also a considerable river which divides North and South Wales.

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Ton y teiliog Dill. - The Tune of the Black cock

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F This beautiful land is an inhabitant of the Mountains of Wales, and is somelimes calld the Moabicock, Dilack-game, which spicies el moor jame: is now

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A Song of the wooing of Queen Catherine by Sir Owen Tudor,

a young Gentleman of Wales .

Whilft King Henry V: was pursuing his conquest in France, Charles VI: unable to relift his victorious arms, came to a treaty with him, and in the year 1420, King Henry was married to Catherine, the daughter of Charles; by virtue of which the "Latter acknowleulged Henry, Regent of France, during his Lift time, and after his death abfolute fovereign of that kingdom. The christmas. following King Henry brought his Queen over to England, where she was crowned on the 24 Feb. 1421. The season of taking the field being come, and the Dauphin having levieil fresh forces, King Henry haftened over to France, whither his (ueen could not accompany him, being at that time with child, and on the 6th of December following she was deliver'd at Windfor of Prince Henry, who fucceeded his Father . The April following the passed over to France with Large reinforcements for her husband; ' t he being at that time very ill of the Dysentery ,of which he shortly after died. soon after, Queen Catherine return'd to England. It was in possible that a young hand some widow, of her dig +. nity could live without a number of admirers; and in the foremost rank appeari sir Owen Tudor of Pen-Mynydd Mon, in Anglessey; who was a graceful and moft beautiful person, and defcended from the ancient welsh Princes. This Owen was fon of Meredith ab Tudor. ab Gronw ab Tudor, ab Gronw, ab Ednyfed Fychan, baron of Brinffenigi, in Denbigh-land, Lord of Criceth; and fo lineally descended from King Beli the greatHis genealogy was drawn out of the chronicles of Wales,by order of King Henry the Seventh, and is to be found in the appendix of Caradoc's history of Wales, the luft edition .) sir Owen Tudor' was an officer of the Queen's househoid, and being comętly and active, he was defired to dance before the Queen; & in u turn not being able to recover himself, fell into her lap,as she fat upon a little ftool with many of her ladies about her. soon after, he won her heart and married her; and: by him the had three fons; of whoin Edmund t'ie i eldeft, was created Earl of Richmond, and was Father to King Henty the 7th The fecond Son was Earl of Peinbroke.. Queen Catherine survived this husband also, and then retired into the Nun'ery of Bermondsey in Surry, where the died in the 14th year of the reign of her son Henry the vi.

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

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

Tudor.
No honors are lost (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 a!) Tráve titles that wait on a crown.

Tudor
My country, weet 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.

Queen My courtly attendants are trains of delight, Like stars of fair heaven all shining so bright: ., 'Ard thote that live daily luch pleasures to fee, Suppote no lich comfort in country can be..,

Tudor En Wales we have fountains, no crystal more clear, Where murmuring music we daily may, hear, with gardens of pleasure, and flowers to sweet, Where true love with true love may merrily. meet

Queen But there is no tilting nor turnaments bold, Which gallant young ladies desire to behold,, No masks,nor no revels, where favours are worn, Hy hnights, or, by Barons, without any corn.

Tudor Our may.pole at Whitsuntide maketti: »od port, A/?,moves as sweet pleasures as you os coin court, where on the green dancing tor garlund and ring. Wuidens make pastiine and sport tör a King Queen

meet But when your brave young men and maidensiloWhilit Silver-like metody murmuring keeps,i Your musick is clownith and foundeth not fweet, Ang locks up your fenfes in heavenly sleeps,

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