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"Old Iolo Goch, Owen Glendower's bard, said the chieftain dwelt in a house on a light hill. "'There dwells the chief we all extol In timber house on lightsome knoll. "Is there a little river near it," said I to the cook, "a ffrwd?" "There is; it runs just under the hill." "Is there a mill upon the ffrwd?"
"Athenæum," No. 2,400, 25 Oct. 1873, giving an account of Bishop Melchisedech's book, entitled "Lipovenismulu," on the creed and customs of the Raskolnics, or Russian schismatics. "Trans. Aberd. Evan Evans, and said to be, when copied by Iolo Morganwg, in the possession of Paul Panton, Esq., of Anglesea.
At Machynlleth, in 1402, Owen Glendower, after several brilliant victories over the English, held a parliament in a house which is yet to be seen in the Eastern Street, and was formally crowned King of Wales; in his retinue was the venerable bard Iolo Goch, who, imagining that he now saw the old prophecy fulfilled, namely, that a prince of the race of Cadwaladr should rule the Britons, after emancipating them from the Saxon yoke, greeted the chieftain with an ode, to the following effect:
"There is not; that is, now but there was in the old time; a factory of woollen stands now where the mill once stood." "'A mill a rushing brook upon And pigeon tower fram'd of stone. "So says Iolo Goch," said I to myself, "in his description of Sycharth; I am on the right road."
I too was anxious enough to see it, less from love of ruins and ancient architecture, than from knowing that a certain illustrious bard was buried in its precincts, of whom perhaps a short account will not be unacceptable to the reader. This man, whose poetical appellation was Iolo Goch, but whose real name was Llwyd, was of a distinguished family, and Lord of Llechryd.
But setting aside those same skits at the Church, and that dislike of the church cat, venial trifles after all, and easily to be accounted for, on the score of his religious education, I found nothing to blame, and much to admire, in John Jones, the Calvinistic Methodist of Llangollen. Divine Service Llangollen Bells Iolo Goch The Abbey Twm o'r Nant Holy Well Thomas Edwards
When he was gone I sat down on the brow of the hill, and with my face turned to the east began slowly to chant a translation made by myself in the days of my boyhood of an ode to Sycharth composed by Iolo Goch when upwards of a hundred years old, shortly after his arrival at that place, to which he had been invited by Owen Glendower:
I spoke to her about the abbey, and asked if she had ever heard of Iolo Goch. She inquired who he was. I told her he was a great bard, and was buried in the abbey. She said she had never heard of him, but that she could show me the portrait of a great poet, and going away, presently returned with a print in a frame.
Many Welsh poets have called the Creator by the name of the creature, amongst others Iolo Goch in his ode to the ploughman:
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