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Posted 18:00

Tue, 15 Sep 2009
Mother of holy fire! Mother of holy dew! This beautiful verse of the Dysynni Valley is here in Wales at Dodies Dream World. xxx



The Dysynni Valley

Mother of holy fire! Mother of holy dew!
Thy children of the mist, the moor, the mountain side,
These change not from thine heart, these to thine heart allied:
These that rely on thee, as blossoms on the blue.
O passionate, dark faces, melancholy's hue!
O deep grey eyes, so tragic with the fires they hide!
Sweet Mother, in whose light these live! thou dost abide,
Star of the West, pale to the world: these know thee true.

No alien hearts may know that magic, which aquaints
Thy soul with splendid passion, a great fire of dreams;
Thine heart with lovelier sorrow, than the wistful sea.
Voices of Celtic singers and of Celtic Saints
Live on the ancient air: their royal sunlight gleams
On moorland Merioneth and sacred Dee.

L. Johnson

Lionel Pigot Johnson (15 March 1867 - 4 October 1902) was an English poet, essayist and crictic

 He was born at Broadstairs, and educated at Winchester College and New College, Oxford, graduating in  1890. He became a Catholic convert in 1891. He lived a rather solitary life in London, struggling with alcoholism and his repressed homosexuality. He died of a stroke after a fall in the street, though it was said to be a fall from a barstool.

Typical of moorland Merioneth is the Dysynni Valley. The stream rises in Cader Idris and after a short course of 17 miles reaches the sea at Towyn. The reason why the Dee is termed Sacred is because of the great veneration in which it was and still is held by the Welsh People, who once would devoutly bend down and kiss the earth and then drink of its water before going into battle.

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