And, behold! there upon the hook hung a gold shilling.
And I can forsooth and for certainty say,
That he for delight had no rest the whole day.
But as oft as the line he up-drew from the tide,
Upon the hook never a fish he descried.
For wheneâ€™er for the fish he upon the hook sought,
He found that a shilling of gold he had caught.
Abiding an appointment made,
Upon the weed-grown steep I stayed,
One morning mild when May was new,
And fresh the down was fraught with dew.
The meads were flowering, bright the woods,
The branches yielding thousand buds.
My lips employed in song the while
On Morfydd of the merry smile.
â€™Twas then as round I cast my eye
With mighty wish the maid to spy;
Though, howsoeâ€™er my sight I strained,
No glimpse of Morfydd I obtained.
I heard the cuckooâ€™s voice arise,
Singing the song which
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