SIR,

I happened to come upon business to this place; and being so near you,

and having an hour's leisure, I could not help sending this to remind you

that there is such a one alive, who wishes you well, and who is really

glad you have got into such a worthy family. I hope that you will make

the best use of your time; you will not be able to see how precious it is

till most part of it is gone. This world (or this age) is so full of

people that take no time to think at all, that a young fellow is in the

greatest danger as can be to launch out among them. The terrestrial part

of men being predominant, is as apt as a monkey to imitate everything

that is bad. So that the little good which is to be done, must be done

in spite of nature.

I expected a line from you upon your being settled, and that you had time

to look about you; and when you have leisure, I shall be glad to hear of

your doing well. I make no doubt but you will follow your British

studies, as well as other languages: for I suppose it will hardly leave

you, whether you will or no. Therefore to whet your parts, and in order

to improve yourself that way, I propose to you a correspondent, a friend

of mine, an Anglesea man; who will be glad of your acquaintance, and I

daresay _you_ of _his_; especially when you have seen some of his

performances. His name is Gronw Owen; and you may direct to him at

Donnington, near Salop; he keeps a school there, and is curate of a place

hard by. He is but lately commenced a Welsh poet; and the first ode he

ever wrote, was an imitation of your ode on melancholy. His _Cowydd y

Farn_ is the best thing I ever read in Welsh. You will be more surprised

with his language and poetry than with anything you ever saw. His ode is

styled _The Wish_, or Gofuned Gronw Ddu o Fon; and is certainly equal, if

not superior, to anything I ever read of the ancients.

I have shared the dominion of poetry in Wales among you. He shall have

the north, and you the south. But he has more subjects, a hundred to

one, than you have, unless Glamorgan affords some.

Mr. Gronw Owen has been for some years laying a foundation for a Welsh

rational Grammar, not upon the Latin and Greek plan, but upon the plan

that the language will bear. It would be unreasonable to expect an old

archbishop to dance a jig and rigadoon with boys and girls; it is certain

that the Greek and Latin are such when compared with the Celtic. He has

desired of me to bring you acquainted together; and here I do it, unless

it is your own faults. He does not know how to write to you, nor I

neither; but direct this at a venture.

I am,

Your assured friend,

And servant,

LEWIS MORRIS.

_Llandeilo Vawr_, _April_ 23, 1752.

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