The song of the old man of the wood (Cerdd yr hen-wr or coed)

Raving winds around her blowing,

Yellow leaves the woodlands strowing,

By a river hoarsely roaring,

Isabella stray'd deploring:

"Farewell hours that late did measure

"Sunshine days of joy and pleasure;

"Hail thou gloomy night of sorrow,

"Cheerless night that knows no morrow!

"O'er the past too fondly wand'ring,

"On the hopeless future pondering,

"Chilly grief my life-blood freezes,

"Fell despair my fancy seizes.

"Life! thou soul of every blessing,

"Load to misery most distressing,

"O how gladly I'd resign thee,

"And to dark oblivion join thee!"