Classic Poem

PEACE gives the wide portals of J ANUS to close,
And smiling invites human kind to repose,
While she stops the mad steeds in B ELLONA'S red car,
And pulls from his seat the dread Daemon of War.
Derry down, &c.

To us, in addition, this joy-giving morn
Displays a bright vista which Time shall adorn;
He saw at fair P ENGWERN his M ARCHUDD of yore,
And now says exulting, " his race I'll restore. "
Derry down, &c.

Look back, my young Friend, on thy Sires and their day,
They live, and shall live, in the Muse's sweet lay,
While Honor directs thee, THY day shall be dear, —
In Cambria's fair annals thy name shall appear.
Derry down, &c.

There eye thy bright pattern, the good and the brave,
Who dared the fell conflict his country to save,
In dignified virtue, remote from a throne,
The Patriot delighted " To dwell with his own. "
Derry down, &c.

To Chaplets eternal, the Virtues award,
The love of thy country — a blissful reward;
While Fame's many trumpets proclaim it aloud,
'Tis the country of which it is praise to be proud.
Derry down, &c.

And first at this board where we meet to rejoice,
Be the bumper in Britain's original voice, —
Mewn gobaith dywedwn, ag yfwn yn hy
At Lwyddiant i Frydain, a Nenbren y ty.
Derry down, &c.