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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=355114" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Pen-Y-GWRYDD: To Tom Hughes, Esq.,</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">There is no inn in Snowdon which is not awful dear,<br>Excepting Pen-y-gwrydd (you can't pronounce it, dear),<br>Which standeth in the meeting of noble valleys three-<br>One is the vale of Gwynant, so well beloved by me,<br>One goes to Capel-Curig, and I can't mind its name,<br>And one it is Llanberris Pass, which all men knows the same;<br>Between which radiations vast mountains does arise,<br>As full of tarns as sieves of holes, in which big fish will rise,<br>That is, just one day in the year, if you be there, my boy,<br>Just about ten o'clock at night; and then I wish you joy.<br>Now to this Pen-y-gwrydd inn I purposeth to write,<br>(Axing the post town out of Froude, for I can't mind it quite),<br>And to engage a room or two, for let us say a week,<br>For fear of gents, and Manichees, and reading parties meek,<br>And there to live like fighting-cocks at almost a bob a day,<br>And arterwards toward the sea make tracks and cut away,<br>All for to catch the salmon bold in Aberglaslyn pool,<br>And work the flats in Traeth-Mawr, and will, or I'm a fool.<br>And that's my game, which if you like, respond to me by post;<br>But I fear it will not last, my son, a thirteen days at most.<br>Flies is no object; I can tell some three or four will do,<br>And John Jones, Clerk, he knows the rest, and ties and sells 'em too.<br>Besides of which I have no more to say, leastwise just now,<br>And so, goes to my children's school and 'umbly makes my bow.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br>Eversley, 1857.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Charles+Kingsley">Charles Kingsley</a><div class=q>
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One is the vale of Gwynant, so well beloved by me,
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