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The haunting song, “Medhel an Gwyns” ( Soft is the Wind) was sung by Demellza in the wonderful Poldark series and is the inspiration for this painting.
This is a little of it, written by Mike O’Connor for the series.
We have recently stood at this very spot in South West Cornwall
at the remnants of the Botallack Tin Mine, St Just.
The Bal Maidens were the unmarried women and children who worked in the mines.

“Memories like voices that call on the wind,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns,
Whispered and tossed on the tide rolling in,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns….
Dreams like the memories, once born on the winds,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns,
Lovers and children and copper and tin,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns….
Song like the dreams that Bal Maiden spins,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns
Weaving the song of the cry of the Tin
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns……

The Cry Of The Tin Maidens

Meg Lewer

AUD$1,490
Size: 50w x 60h x 4d cms
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Original mixed media painting on wide edge canvas.
Comes with D rings and wire on back, ready to hang and professionally framed in Tasmanian oak shadow box framing.
Poem and certificate of Authenticity accompany the work.

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Additional Information

The haunting song, “Medhel an Gwyns” ( Soft is the Wind) was sung by Demellza in the wonderful Poldark series and is the inspiration for this painting.
This is a little of it, written by Mike O’Connor for the series.
We have recently stood at this very spot in South West Cornwall
at the remnants of the Botallack Tin Mine, St Just.
The Bal Maidens were the unmarried women and children who worked in the mines.

“Memories like voices that call on the wind,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns,
Whispered and tossed on the tide rolling in,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns….
Dreams like the memories, once born on the winds,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns,
Lovers and children and copper and tin,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns….
Song like the dreams that Bal Maiden spins,
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns
Weaving the song of the cry of the Tin
Medhel an Gwyns, Medhel an Gwyns……