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rude and dark fides formed a fine contraft 

 with the meadows of the vale below. 



The houfes were few and irregular, but 

 the church one of the neateft I had feen. 

 In the church-yard, amongft many Welfh 

 epitaphs, I found the following Englifh 

 one, on the tomb of an Alice Griffith. 

 It's fmgularity induced me to copy it. 



" Thoufand fates on death attends, 



" Which brings poor mortals to their ends." 



I have introduced this, merely from it's 

 fmgularity, and not that the Englim reader 

 may form from it any judgment whatever 

 of the ftate of literature in Wales. Had 

 this been my purpofe, I ought, in juftice, 

 to have introduced a few againft it, from 

 my own country, where the language, in 

 which they were written, was (contrary to 

 the cafe in this inftance) the language 

 fpoken. I fear we mould gain but little, 

 from a conaparifon, as the following, from 

 A a 4 the 



