1850 ENGLISH POETRY 1579-1830: SPENSER AND THE TRADITION

Edward Williams

Elijah Waring, "To Iolo Morganwg. A Commemorative Sonnet, written in his own Haunts" Recollections and Anecdotes of Edward Williams (1850) 157.



Old Iolo, in these lanes and pleasant meads,
With thee I walk in spirit to this day;
Though a full score of years have stolen away
Since thou didst calmly doff the mortal weeds
That clad thy living soul, for an array
More worthy an Immortal. Often here
Didst thou commune with fancies, grave or gay,
Now ranging Earth, and now a higher sphere;
Thy brain inventive, and thy conscience clear.
Methinks e'en now I hear thy panting breath
Tuning rare thoughts — some touch of Bardic lore,
Or modern polity, or tales of yore—
And listen reverently, when it saith,—
"Man does not truly live, till after Death."