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Poetry Pleases: Harlech

John Ayling's poem expresses a deep longing for for Wales and its scenery

Come with me now along the Harlech road
That upward winds when coming from the South
And at 'God's Corner' lay aside the load
Of care that weighs upon your heart: your mouth
Ope wide in wonder at the glorious sight
Of all that there before your vision lies
Bright glows the water with reflected light
Of sunset's glory filling all the skies
With gold and crimson: cream, pale purple cloud
A backcloth for the mountains standing there
Now stripped of summer mist that formed their shroud
With Snowdon in their midst, beyond compare
Majestically outlined against the sky.

How yearns my heart that I were with you there.


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