y rhain: 'Gafaelodd Iesu Grist yn Flora, a gofynnodd iddi am lasiad o rum. . . . 'Iesu Grist oedd cyff gwawd gwledd fechan y teulu.' . . . Yr oedd Iesu Grist yn dra drygsawrus.' . . . Nid oes eisiau bod yn babydd nac yn gristion i deimlo amhriodoldeb y fath anfadwaith."—La Vie Littéraire, I, td. 233.
7. Cyfieithwch a beirniedwch a ganlyn:
(a) True taste is as uncommon as true genius.
(b) Taste, as far as poetry is concerned almost wholly, and to a great extent as regards prose, is vitiated by all manner of mistaken assumptions, polluted by all manner of foolish and hurtful idolatries.—G. SAINTSBURY.
(c) (i) Every individual pretends to have a taste for the belles lettres. The spruce 'prentice sets up for a critic, and the puny beau piques himself on being a connoisseur.
- (ii) A superficial false taste, founded on ignorance and conceit, takes possession of the public.
- (iii) What is false taste, but want of perception to discern propriety and distinguish beauty?
(iv) The principal ingredient in the composition of taste is a natural
