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THE DISSOLUTION OF PARLIAMENT.

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BARRY DOCK AND RAILWAYS.

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BARRY DOCK POLICE COURT.

THE DOCK ENTRANCE AT BARRY.

A VIGOROUS MEMORY.

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(Original ftottvg. ADDRESS OF WELCOME To the English who may visit Cadoxton-Barry Whit- Monday Eisteddfod, 1892. [Specially written for the Barry Dock N~ews. ] Strangers to Cymru's land, whose face Proclaims you of the Saxon race, Come ye, from ocean's rugged stand, Or verdant groves that deck your land, Or from that city drear and dun, Whose misty mantle hides the sun. A hard and swarthy Son of Toil, That wields the axe or turns the soil, A Knight, or Lord, of high degree, Peasant or Prince, whate'er ye be, A Cymric muse would gain your ear, And tell you ye are welcome here. The springs from whence our feuds arose Are dry, and we no longer foes, And though ye here can see to-day The bards of Wales in bright array, The language here we spoke before The Roman landed on our shore. 'Tis not to rouse to angry mood The demons of revenge and blood But to uphold, not forms alone, But those great truths we claim our own, Bequeathed by hero, bard, and .sage Of Cymric birth from age to age. To grave upon the minds of youth That worlds are nought compared with truth To stimulate the student's zeal, To make the luggish think and feel, To rouse anew our bardic fire, In peaceful strife to strike the lyre. And hear the muse's accents ring Responsive to the sounding string. And though we speak the ancient tongue 'Tis not to dwell on ancient wrong, English and Welsh their hopes and fears, In war in peace their joys and tears, Have learnt to blend these many years. Were swords unsheathed and danger nigh For England's Queen who would not die? From ancient Chester's mossy wall, And proud Carnarvon's castled halls; To farthest verge of Milford Bay. And to Morganwg's mountains gray. Scoffers there are in every land At things they cannot understand, The witless folks that Welsh deride Should first pronounce it-then decide, No, no, we say, not yet, not yet, Yr hen Gymracg we can't forget. Dearer to us than wealth untold, The strands of pearls or hills of gold. And what so well from heart to heart As our hen iaith can love impart ? No long as lasts the good and pure So long shall Cymru s tongue endure. Though we are one, ye must not blame If still we love old Cymru's name; And though her ancient fame has set, One Prince of Wales is living yet, And Ceibwr's rocks and caverns drear Would echo loud to many a cheer If he to grace the scene were here. Fair English maids, in playful mood, Who dub all Welshmen rough and rude, To merry England bear away The thoughts of what you see to-day, And when of Wales or Welsh you hear Calumnious word, with thoughtless jeer, Oh gentle ladies, condescend (For wnen you speak men will attend) To frown reproof and sweetly tell The ancient Cymry wish you well 1 DAnDD.

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