GREEN LANDSCAPE.............

Mid 12th century Dolbadarn Castle with The Lady of Snowdonia

face profile.

 

Gwynedd, North Wales.

 

THE LADY OF SNOWDON

 

When shadows at eventide steal o’er the land,

With darkness descending at nature’s command,

The Lady of Snowdon retires all alone,

To muse with the Pixie, the Fairy, and Gnome.

 

She never appears to be weary or tire,

Her eyes do not sparkle with love or desire,

But severe, and aloof, amidst boulder and tarn,

She reigns o’er Llyn Peris, and fair Llyn Padarn.

 

Her dignified mien can be noted afar,

With patience reposing in peacetime or war,

She has changed not or altered in eons untold,

The Lady of Snowdon will never grow old.

 

This virgin of nature, unsullied, and chaste,

Reigns Queen of this barren and desolate waste,

She’s wed to the mountains, no power can them sever,

The Lady of Snowdon will live for ever.

 

 — W.M.

 

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