Welsh Lyrics of the Nineteenth Century

Nor wither--on the other side.

May we not dream they feel with us

When we by various ills are tried,
That when we triumph over sin,

They triumph too--the other side?

May we not hope that more and more

The day for which we long have sighed
They long for too--that we with them

May praise the Lamb--the other side?

And when we reach fair Sion's hill,

Where angel hosts in bliss abide,
Shall we not clasp the hands of those

Whom once we lost--the other side?

Then ever with them we shall dwell

By grief untouched, by sin untried,
And join with them in that sweet song

That never ends--the other side.

But friendship there shall purer be,

No love betrayed, no vows denied;
Nor pain nor death shall part us more

From those we love--the other side!

GLASYNYS.

Owen Wyn Jones was born near Carnarvon, March 4th, 1828. His father was a quarryman, and the futur