I subsequently found that the bells of Llangollen were celebrated for their sweetness.
He and his sister went to live at a little hotel in Llangollen, and spent hours together talking and drinking tea on the lawn.
I debauched upon the Llangollen road near to the tramway leading to the collieries.
After taking a long and wistful view of the bridge and the scenery around it, I turned my head in the direction of Llangollen.
It had belonged to a previous vicar of Llangollen, and had been left behind at his departure.
