"Ponderynge together yestardayes promise, and two-dayes doyng"
(Hall's Chronicle - 1548)"Goronigl gwyr yr Ynys" (Lewis Glyn Cothi - 1450)
To contemplate the venation of a flower
Is not to look at the flower,
Not to inhabit the scented bower,
But to find form where beauty blooms.
What do you think?