Under Yonder Oaken TreeMae Croesawiad Gwraig Y Ty |
English words: George Linley
Under yonder oaken tree, Whose branches oft me shaded; Elves and fairies dance with glee, When day's last beam hath faded: Then while the stars shine brightly, So airy, gay and sprightly, 'Till Chanticleer tell dawn is near, They trip it, trip it lightly. | 2. Yet no trace of them is seen, When morning rays are glancing, Not one footprint on the green Shows where the elves were dancing: Oh! where are they abiding? In what lone valley hiding? Come next with me and we will see The fairies homewards gliding. |