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'Many have said it, young man, and, amongst others, Master Ellis Wyn, in that wonderful book of his, the Bardd Cwsg. 'The Bardd Cwsg, said I; 'what kind of book is that? I have never heard of that book before. 'Heard of it before; I suppose not; how should you have heard of it before? By the bye, can you read? 'Very tolerably, said I; 'so there are fairies in this book.
Many a guilty conscience has the Bardd Cwsg aroused with its dreadful sights, its strong sighs, its puffs of smoke from the pit, and its showers of sparks from the mouth of the yet lower gulf of Unknown were it not for the Bardd Cwsg perhaps I might not be here. 'I would sooner hear your own tale, said I, 'than all the visions of the Bardd Cwsg.
"Yes," said Peter, "in his sleep; and on that account the book is called Gweledigaethau y Bardd Cwsg, or, Visions of the Sleeping Bard." "I do not care for wonders which occur in sleep," said I. "I prefer real ones; and perhaps, notwithstanding what he says, the man had no visions at all they are probably of his own invention."
"And how is it," said he, "that you can read Welsh without being a Welshman?" "I learned to do so," said I, "even as you learned to mow, without being bred up to farming work." "Ah! "said he, "but it is easier to learn to mow than to read the Bardd Cwsg." "I don't think that," said I; "I have taken up a scythe a hundred times but I cannot mow."
'Yes, said Peter, 'in his sleep; and on that account the book is called Gweledigaethau y Bardd Cwsg, or, Visions of the Sleeping Bard. 'I do not care for wonders which occur in sleep, said I. 'I prefer real ones; and perhaps, notwithstanding what he says, the man had no visions at all they are probably of his own invention.
Many a guilty conscience has the Bardd Cwsg aroused with its dreadful sights, its strong sighs, its puffs of smoke from the pit, and its showers of sparks from the mouth of the yet lower gulf of Unknown—were it not for the Bardd Cwsg perhaps I might not be here.’ ‘I would sooner hear your own tale,’ said I, ‘than all the visions of the Bardd Cwsg.’
'Not been in Wales; then, of course, you don't understand Welsh; but we were talking of the Bardd Cwsg yes, there are fairies in the Bardd Cwsg, the author of it, Master Ellis Wyn, was carried away in his sleep by them over mountains and valleys, rivers and great waters, incurring mighty perils at their hands, till he was rescued from them by an angel of the Most High, who subsequently showed him many wonderful things.
"I have read the Bible, sir, and one or two other books." "Did you ever read the Bardd Cwsg?" said I. He looked at me with some surprise. "No," said he, after a moment or two, "I have never read it. I have seen it, but it was far too deep Welsh for me." "I have read it," said I. "Are you a Welshman?" said he. "No," said I; "I am an Englishman."
‘Not been in Wales; then, of course, you don’t understand Welsh; but we were talking of the Bardd Cwsg—yes, there are fairies in the Bardd Cwsg,—the author of it, Master Ellis Wyn, was carried away in his sleep by them over mountains and valleys, rivers and great waters, incurring mighty perils at their hands, till he was rescued from them by an angel of the Most High, who subsequently showed him many wonderful things.’
What do you call it the Bardd Cwsg? 'Yes, the Bardd Cwsg. You pronounce Welsh very fairly; have you ever been in Wales? 'Never, said I.
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