THE Welshmen's GLORY, OR, The Famous Victories of the Ancient BRITAIN'S Obtained upon St. DAVID's Day.  

THe Honour, Glory and the Grace  
Of Valiant Brutus' Triumphant race,  
Showing the Reasons, wherefore they  
Wear Leeks upon St. David's Day.   

The Valiant Deeds of Britain's bold,  
I here shall sing in Verse,  
Direct my Pen, Heroic Muse,  
While I the same rehearse.  
That to the Britain's Noble Fame,  
I bravely chant it may,  
The reason why, they do wear LEEKS  
Upon St. David's Day.   

I mean not to relate the Deeds  
Of Warlike Valiant GUY  
Nor England's Warwick Champion,  
Saint GEORGE's Chivalry;  
Nor any other Warrior's Fame,  
Intent I to display,  
But what the Britain's bold, have done  
Upon St. David's Day.   

Cold Winter with his Frosty Face  
Doth bid you all farewell;  
And Manly March, hath taken place,  
A month with you to dwell:  
Brother to sweet April Showers,  
And Usher to fair MAY,  
And in his Hat a LEEK he wears  
Upon St. David's Day.   

'Gainst Britain when the Romans did  
Their Warlike Ensigns bear,  
Instead of Plumes, the green top LEEKS  
Brutus' Valiant Race did wear,  
Who bravely from the Roman Troop,  
The Conquest bore away  
Which Badge of Honour still they wear  
Upon St. David's Day.   

And though stout Caesar, with his Force  
Did strongly invade their Land,  
The Britain's bold, with Foot and Horse  
His Power did withstand,  
And when of them, he tribute sought,  
They did refuse to pay,  
For which they still do wear a LEEK  
Upon St. David's day.   

The Saxons entered afterwards,  
And Essex did obtain,  
And with an Army well prepared,  
The Kingdom for to Gain;  
Each Town and City went to wrack  
Where the Saxons bore the sway,  
At length the Britain's drove them back  
Upon St. David's Day.   

They being led by that brave Prince,  
King Arthur called by Name,  
Whose Power with his Valiant Knights  
The Saxons pride did tame.  
In twelve Battles them did overthrow,  
As Chronicles doth say,  
The last of which, the Britain's overcame  
Upon St. David's Day.   

Next after that the Lances came in,  
That great nerping Foe,  
At Winchels●y, They did begin  
The Land to overthrow;  
Till Captain Landaff, a BRITAIN true,  
Did make their Lives decay,  
And Conquered the Danish Crew,  
Upon St. David's Day.   

When Crook-back Richard, wore the Crown  
As Regent of this Land;  
No Policy could put him down,  
Nor his proud Power withstand:  
Till Henry Richmond, entered Wales,  
Whom BRITAIN'S did obey,  
And Conquered in Bosworth-Field,  
Upon St David's Day.   

The Warlike Deeds which late have been,  
By Valiant Welsh-Men shown,  
Both England, France, and Germany,  
And other Lands have known;  
Whose Honour with Triumphant Praise,  
Fame's Trumpet doth display,  
And Blazen still their Noble Acts  
Upon St. David's Day.   

Then doth not our St. DAVID's day,  
Well Merit to be Famed;  
Whereon the most Triumphant Brutus'  
Their mighty Foes have tamed,  
And have so well behaved themselves,  
That I may boldly say,  
The like was never yet performed  
Upon St. David ' s Day.   

Of James the Spaniard Boast,  
Saint Denis stands for France;  
Saint Patrick in the Western Coast,  
The Irish Men advance;  
George holds the Sword, David the Scales  
Where Justice bears the sway,  
And England Drinks a Health to Wales  
Upon St. David ' s Day.   

The BRITAIN'S have been ever true,  
And dares for to oppose,  
Both Pagans, Infidels and Jews,  
And all that are our Foes;  
And will maintain their Countries good,  
Which never will decay,  
Then blessing be on all their Names,  
That Love Saint David ' s Day.   

And to Conclude, my new made Song,  
I wish with all my Heart,  
That they may never suffer wrong,  
That take the Welshmen's part;  
Who stand up for their Countries right,  
As Lawfully they may,  
And wear the LEEK as their delight  
Upon St. David's Day.   
Entered according to Order.   

LONDON, Printed by Th. Dawks, his Majesty's British Printer, at the West-end of Thames-street.