Ronald Stuart Thomas was born in Cardiff in 1913, the son of a sea captain. He was educated at University College of North Wales and later undertook t ..
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We've nothing vast to offer you, no deserts Except the waste of thought Forming from mind erosion; No canyons where the pterodactyl's wing Falls like a shadow. the hills are fine, of course, Bearded with water to suggest age And pocked with cavarns, One being Arthur's dormitory; He and his knights are the bright ore That seams our history, But shame has kept them late in bed.
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A Welshman to any Tourist by Ronald Stuart Thomas