Sweet land of the mountain, the valley, the wood,
Of chiefs that for ages in honour have stood!
Renown'd, too, for all thy dear minstrels so long:
O Cambria! forget not the bard and his song.

Still live in thy children the virtues of old,
But think of the tale, in thy history told;
The tyrant, who meant thee in chains to expire,
First slaughtered thy minstrels, and silenc'd thy lyre!

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Confirmed with William Smyth, English Lyrics, London, William Pickering, 1850, page 174.

Text Authorship:

• by William Smyth (1765 - 1849), "Song", subtitle: "(Welsh)" [author's text checked 1 time 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 (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "Adieu to my juvenile days (Ffarwel jeuengetid)", JHW. XXXII/4 no. 353, Hob. XXXIb no. 40. [
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Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani

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