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Harlech Castle, located in Harlech, Gwynedd, Wales, is a Grade I-listed medieval fortification, constructed atop a spur of rock close to the Irish Sea. It was built by Edward I during his invasion of Wales between 1282 and 1289 at the relatively modest cost of £8,190.
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Lâu đài Harlech
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Harlech Castle, located in Harlech, Gwynedd, Wales, is a Grade I-listed medieval fortification, constructed atop a spur of rock close to the Irish Sea. It was built by Edward I during his invasion of Wales between 1282 and 1289 at the relatively modest cost of £8,190.
Escape to Portmeirion, a much-loved private village for dreamy Italianate architecture and lovely views.
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Portmeirion
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Escape to Portmeirion, a much-loved private village for dreamy Italianate architecture and lovely views.
Caernarfon Castle is recognised around the world as one of the greatest buildings of the Middle Ages. This fortress-palace on the banks of the River Seiont is grouped with Edward I’s other castles at Conwy, Beaumaris and Harlech as a World Heritage Site. But for sheer scale and architectural drama Caernarfon stands alone. Here Edward and his military architect Master James of St George erected a castle, town walls and a quay all at the same time. This gigantic building project eventually took 47 years and cost a staggering £25,000. The castle was born out of bitter war with Welsh princes. So of course its immense curtain walls and daunting King’s Gate were designed to withstand assault. But the polygonal towers, eagle statues and multi-coloured masonry sent a more subtle message. These echoed imperial Roman architecture, especially the walls of Constantinople. They also recalled the Welsh myth of Macsen Wledig, who dreamed of a great fort at the mouth of a river – ‘the fairest that man ever saw’. So Caernarfon is a castle of dreams. A legend brought to life. Even after 700 years it still stirs the imagination like no other Welsh castle.
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Lâu đài Caernarfon
Castle Ditch
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Caernarfon Castle is recognised around the world as one of the greatest buildings of the Middle Ages. This fortress-palace on the banks of the River Seiont is grouped with Edward I’s other castles at Conwy, Beaumaris and Harlech as a World Heritage Site. But for sheer scale and architectural drama Caernarfon stands alone. Here Edward and his military architect Master James of St George erected a castle, town walls and a quay all at the same time. This gigantic building project eventually took 47 years and cost a staggering £25,000. The castle was born out of bitter war with Welsh princes. So of course its immense curtain walls and daunting King’s Gate were designed to withstand assault. But the polygonal towers, eagle statues and multi-coloured masonry sent a more subtle message. These echoed imperial Roman architecture, especially the walls of Constantinople. They also recalled the Welsh myth of Macsen Wledig, who dreamed of a great fort at the mouth of a river – ‘the fairest that man ever saw’. So Caernarfon is a castle of dreams. A legend brought to life. Even after 700 years it still stirs the imagination like no other Welsh castle.
Hedd Wyn - farmer, soldier, poet. On sun filled summer days, there is no wonder that Hedd Wyn was a reluctant soldier, he was happy at home, he enjoyed the harvest, and he thrived with a pen. A self taught poet that mastered the hardest lines of Welsh poetry, (the cynghanedd) from the tender age of twelve, there is no wonder that he ultimately won the biggest prize in Welsh literature, the National Eisteddfod Chair. However unknown to the thousands in attendance at the Birkenhead National Eisteddfod, six weeks before the Archdruid announced his pseudo name 'Fleur-di-lis' on a stage on the outskirts of Liverpool. Hedd Wyn had been shot in the stomach and passed away under the fireworks of bullets in a field far away from his own.
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Yr Ysgwrn
Unnamed Road
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Hedd Wyn - farmer, soldier, poet. On sun filled summer days, there is no wonder that Hedd Wyn was a reluctant soldier, he was happy at home, he enjoyed the harvest, and he thrived with a pen. A self taught poet that mastered the hardest lines of Welsh poetry, (the cynghanedd) from the tender age of twelve, there is no wonder that he ultimately won the biggest prize in Welsh literature, the National Eisteddfod Chair. However unknown to the thousands in attendance at the Birkenhead National Eisteddfod, six weeks before the Archdruid announced his pseudo name 'Fleur-di-lis' on a stage on the outskirts of Liverpool. Hedd Wyn had been shot in the stomach and passed away under the fireworks of bullets in a field far away from his own.