Daffydd y Garreg-Wen (David of the White Rock) | Come, sweetest composer of grief and of pain

Translation by Anonymous / Unidentified Author

Dafydd y Garreg Wen

Language: Welsh (Cymraeg)

Available translation(s): FRE GER

"Cariwch", medd Dafydd, "Fy nhelyn imi,
Ceisiaf cyn marw roi tôn arni hi
Codwch fy nwylo i gyrraedd y tant;
Duw a'ch bendithio, fy ngweddw a'm plant.

Llifai'r alawon o'r tannau yn lli,
Melys oedd ceinciau fy nhelyn i mi.
Nid oes a erys o'r afiaith a'r tân;
Gwywodd yr awen, a thawodd y gân.

Neithiwr mi glywais lais angel fel hyn:
 -- Dafydd, tyrd adref, a channa trwy'r glyn. --
Delyn fy mebyd! ffarwel i dy dant.
Duw a'ch bendithio, fy ngweddw a'm plant."

Authorship:

by John Ceiriog Hughes (1832 - 1887) [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by (Edward) Benjamin Britten (1913 - 1976), "Dafydd y Garreg Wen", 1976 [voice and harp], from 8 Folk Song Arrangements, no. 6 [ sung text checked 1 time]

Settings in other languages, adaptations, or excerpts:

Also set in English, a translation by Anonymous/Unidentified Artist FRE GER ; composed by Joseph Haydn.

Other available translations, adaptations or excerpts, and transliterations (if applicable):

ENG English (Thomas Oliphant) , "David of the White Rock"
FRE French (Français) (Guy Laffaille) , copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission
GER German (Deutsch) [singable] (Bertram Kottmann) , "David vom weißen Stein", copyright © 2015, (re)printed on this website with kind permission

Researcher for this text: Virginia Knight

This text was added to the website between May 1995 and September 2003.
Line count: 12
Word count: 83

Daffydd y Garreg‑Wen (David of the White Rock)

Language: English after the Welsh (Cymraeg)

Come, sweetest composer of grief and of pain,
thy master implores one mellifluous strain;
depressed with old age, and by sickness worn low,
o soothe his dull ear with the soft notes of woe!

Do thou, dear companion, the sad office share
and with Modred rehearse this my last plaintive air:
to him I bequeathe thee, an office most due,
who to poetry, music and friendship is true.

Like the swan of the lake expiring I sing,
o weave me a plume from her shadowy wing!
Yes, fame shall be just and a trophy shall give,
and the Bard of the White Rock to greatest times live!

Authorship:

by Anonymous / Unidentified Author [author's text not yet checked against a primary source]

Based on:

a text in Welsh (Cymraeg) by John Ceiriog Hughes (1832 - 1887)

Musical settings (art songs, Lieder, mélodies, (etc.), choral pieces, and other vocal works set to this text), listed by composer (not necessarily exhaustive):

by (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "Daffydd y Garreg-Wen (David of the White Rock)", subtitle: "The dying bard", Hob. 31b no. 4 (1804). [voice, violin, violoncello, and piano] [
text verified 1 time
]

Researcher for this text: Emily Ezust [Administrator]

This text was added to the website: 2010-09-16
Line count: 12
Word count: 107