by Walter Scott, Sir (1771 - 1832)
War song of the men of Glamorgan (Triban gwyr Morgannwg)
Language: English
Red glows the forge in Striguil's bounds, And hammers' din, and anvil sounds, And armourers, with iron toil, Barb many a steed for battle's broil. Foul fall the hand which bends the steel Around the courser's thund'ring heel, That e'er shall dint a sable wound On fair Glamorgan's velvet ground! Old Chepstow's brides may curse the toil That arm'd stout Clare for Cambrian broil; Their orphans long the art may rue, For Neville's war horse forg'd the shoe. No more the stamp of armed steed Shall dint Glamorgan's velvet mead; Nor trace be there, in early spring, Save of the fairies' emerald ring.
Authorship:
- by Walter Scott, Sir (1771 - 1832) [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 (Franz) Joseph Haydn (1732 - 1809), "War song of the men of Glamorgan (Triban gwyr Morgannwg)", JHW. XXXII/4 no. 346, Hob. XXXIb no. 55. [text verified 1 time]
Researcher for this page: Ferdinando Albeggiani
This text was added to the website: 2011-09-19
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Word count: 103