The poetical works of Robert Stephen Hawker Edited from the original manuscripts and annotated copies together with a prefatory notice and bibliography by Alfred Wallis |
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THE WELL OF ST MORWENNA. |
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THE WELL OF ST MORWENNA.
Here dwelt in time long past, so legends tell,
Holy Morwenna, guardian of this well.
Here, on the foreheads of our fathers, poured,
From this lone spring, the laver of the Lord.
Holy Morwenna, guardian of this well.
Here, on the foreheads of our fathers, poured,
From this lone spring, the laver of the Lord.
If, traveller, thy happy spirit know
That awful Fount whence living waters flow,
Then hither come to draw: thy feet have found
Amidst these rocks a place of holy ground.
That awful Fount whence living waters flow,
Then hither come to draw: thy feet have found
Amidst these rocks a place of holy ground.
Here, while the surges stormed and raved the blast,
The grain of mustard-seed was meekly cast,
Till grew and multiplied that goodly tree—
Shrines in the vale and towers along the sea.
The grain of mustard-seed was meekly cast,
Till grew and multiplied that goodly tree—
Shrines in the vale and towers along the sea.
Then sigh one blessing, breathe a voice of praise
O'er the fond labour of departed days;
Tell the glad waters of the former fame,
And teach the joyful winds Morwenna's name.
O'er the fond labour of departed days;
Tell the glad waters of the former fame,
And teach the joyful winds Morwenna's name.
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