Richard Burton Signage – Talbot Memorial Park
The Poem
The mountain earth feels damp against my hand;
Around me sway a thousand sap-filled stalks
Of tender grass; The cows browse drowsily
Below me in the fields, and silly sheep
Bleat so pathetically. Dusk descends
And makes the cool earth cooler; lovers slow
In Sunday best drift past like ghosts of laughs
And murmurings; and some go up and some
Go down the mountain.
I see the gamblers hide behind some hedge or shade,
And play silently between desterity
Of toil’s blunt fingers shuffling dirty cards;
And panting greyhounds run a merry race around them
In the fading light.
There is no life stir now
There is no hub-bub of activity;
The rushing of the whispering waterfall
Breathes silence on the mad tormented valley.
The voices rise insidiously as is
The creeping dusk “Abide with me”, they moan,
A hundred coal-fogged voices harmoniously
Goad up in an ecstasy of melancholy magic;
All is still.
And there were things that made me;
Grew around the core of my young soul,
But I have other worlds for whom to weep;
I shall return no more.
The untitled, undated poem was found by Burton’s widow, Sally, 20 years after his death in 1984. Burton’s passionate patriotism to Wales is written throughout all 27-lines of the poem. The mention of farm animals, fields and mountains emphasise Burton’s affection to his birthplace.
This simple signage in remembrance of the famous Welsh actor is displayed alongside a flower bed and has become the focal point for many of the parks visitors.