The Spearmen heard the bugle sound,
  And cheerily smiled the morn;
And many a brach, and many a hound,
  Obeyed Llewellyn’s horn.

And still he blew a louder blast,
  And gave a lustier cheer,
“Come, Gêlert, come, wert never last
  Llewellyn’s horn to hear.

“O, where does faithful Gêlert roam,
  The flower of all his...