Llythyrau Goronwy Owen/Llythyr 3
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𝔏𝔩𝔶𝔱𝔥𝔶𝔯 3.
At RICHARD MORRIS
DEAR SIR,
Your favour of the 19th instant is come to my hands, and though I cannot sufficiently thank you for your good will, yet I can't tell how to accept the offer. My situation here is none of the best nor of the worst; it is considerably preferable to that you mention, but Anglesey has some advantages that Shropshire cannot boast of. How the market goes now I cannot tell, but in my time 20 pounds in Anglesey would have gone as far as 40 in Shropshire. But, above all, by living in Anglesey I should be able to make my lads Welshmen, which here is utterly impossible. We have a proverb, and a very true one, "A rolling stone gathers no moss." And except I had something better and more certain than a curacy, it is not, cannot be, worth my while to come to Wales. I could easily better myself by a curacy here in Shropshire; but the difference between one curacy and another is so very inconsiderable, that the best is not worth removing five miles for, and would hardly make one amends for his trouble in shifting and the damaging of his goods. Yet still they are better than in Wales. And what shall we say of removing wife and children so far! I am here in the midst of good friends that are ready to help me in an emergency, but in Anglesey I cannot promise that happiness. There are not two gentlemen in the universe that I would more willingly serve than Mr. Bennet and Mr. Jones. But charity begins at home, you know what I mean. By those hints you will be able to give Mr. Jones a determinate answer: but I beg you would at the same time present my hearty respect and duty to both him and my old Master, Bennet, and my humble thanks as a grateful acknowledgment for past favours. My compliments to Mr. Ellis; tell him I shall shortly send him the Cywydd prepared as he desires. Rhowch fy ngharedig annerch at eich tad a'ch mam, a dywedwch wrth eich mam fy mod hyd y dydd heddyw yn cofio ac yn diolch iddi am y frechdan fêl a gefais ganddi, ac odid na chofia hithau ddywedyd o honof y pryd hyny, "Ped fai gennyf gynffon mi a'i hysgydwn." Tell William Elias that I know Hugh Williams better than he does, and consequently what sort of poet he is. You see I have no room to write any more. than that I am your obliged humble Servant,