I never entertained the dreadful thought that my face was anything other than good and fair until, in an act of revelation, I picked up a mirror. — Dafydd ap Gwilym Copy Share Image
Triumphant hours are the Lark's Who circles skywards from his home each day: World's early riser, with bubbling golden song, Towards the firmament, guardian of April's gate. — Dafydd ap Gwilym Copy Share Image
I never entertained the dreadful thought that my face was anything other than good and fair until, in an act of revelation, I picked… — Dafydd ap Gwilym Copy Share Image
Triumphant hours are the Lark's Who circles skywards from his home each day: World's early riser, with bubbling golden song, Towards the firmament, guardian… — Dafydd ap Gwilym Copy Share Image
