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"Oh yes," said he, "both Welsh and English." "What have you read in Welsh?" said I. "The Bible and Twm O'r Nant." "What pieces of Twm O'r Nant have you read?" "I have read two of his interludes and his life." "And which do you like best his life or his interludes?" "Oh, I like his life best." "And what part of his life do you like best?"
History of Twm O'r Nant Eagerness for Learning The First Interlude The Cruel Fighter Raising Wood The Luckless Hour Turnpike-Keeping Death in the Snow Tom's Great Feat The Muse a Friend Strength in Old Age Resurrection of the Dead. "I AM the first-born of my parents," says Thomas Edwards. "They were poor people and very ignorant.
Shall it Pleas the great & Gen'll Court to grant this o'r Petition, wee shall be much more able to defray Publick Charges, both Civil, & Ecclesiasticall, to settle o'r Minister amongst vs in order to o'r Injoyment of the Gospel in the fullness of it. Whence hopeing & believing that the Petition of the Poor, & needy will be granted.
Clodagh Riley. P.S. If possible I should like Mr. O'R. to hear that I am doing well. He has been kind since you saw me last. There was no date and no address on this letter, which filled only one page. Beverley's bewilderment passed as she studied the letter. Clo's underlying motives came to the surface with a flash.
"He obtained a livelihood," said I, "by writing poems and plays, some of which are wonderfully fine." "What," said Morgan, "a writer of Interludes? One of Twm o'r Nant's gang! I thought he would turn out a pretty fellow." I told him that the person in question certainly did write Interludes, for example Noah, and Joseph at Goshen, but that he was a highly respectable, nay venerable character.
No Baptist connection would ever have a writer of Interludes in it, not Twm o'r Nant himself, unless he left his ales and Interludes and wanton hussies, for the three things are sure to go together. You say he went over to the Church of Rome; of course he did, if the Church of England were not at hand to receive him, where should he go but to Rome?
His name was Thomas Edwards, but he generally called himself Twm o'r Nant, or Tom of the Dingle, because he was born in a dingle, at a place called Pen Porchell, in the vale of Clwyd which, by the bye, was on the estate which once belonged to Iolo Goch, the poet I was speaking to you about just now.
She stared at me wildly. The danger of what I had done struck me now. A fortunate inspiration caused me to say, 'Tywysog o'r Niwl. Then there broke over her face a sweet smile of childish pleasure. She made a graceful curtsey, and said, 'You've come at last; I was thinking about you all the while. Shall I ever forget her expression? Her eyes were alive with light and pleasure.
The bottles they broke and threw away after they had drunk up the liquor, and they got up o'r sheep anight, killed a fatt one, roasted and made merry w'th it before morning." This wild Irish girl was indentured to the unfortunate Winthrop and his more unfortunate wife for four years, and was to have fifty shillings and some other start in the world when her time was up.
"If he was a writer of Interludes," said Morgan, "he was a blackguard; there never yet was a writer of Interludes, or a person who went about playing them, that was not a scamp. He might be a clever man, I don't say he was not. Who was a cleverer man than Twm o'r Nant with his Pleasure and Care, and Riches and Poverty, but where was there a greater blackguard? Why, not in all Wales.
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