183e}
And the sacrifice brought down to the omen fire; {183f}
I saw what was usual, a continual running towards the town, {184a}
And the men of Nwython inflicting sharp wounds;
I saw warriors in complete order approaching with a shout,
And the head of Dyvnwal Vrych {184b} by ravens {184c} devoured.

LXXXI.

Blessed Conqueror, of temper mild, the strength {184d} of his people,
With his blue streamers displayed towards the sea-roving foes. {185a}
Brave is he on the waters, most numerous his host;
Manly his bosom, loud his shout in the charge of arms.
Usual was it for him {185b} to make a descent before nine armaments,
{185c}
With propulsive strokes, {185d} in the face of blood and of the country.
I love thy victorious throne, which teemed with harmonious strains.
O Cynddilig of Aeron, {185e} thou lion's whelp.

LXXXII.

I could wish to have been the first to shed my blood in Cattraeth,
As the price {186a} of the mead and beverage of wine in the hall;
I could wish to have been hurt by the blade of the sword,
Ere he was slain on the green plain of Uphin. {186b}
I loved the son of renown, who sustained the bloody fight, {186c}
And made his sword descend upon the violent.
Can a tale of valour be related before Gododin,
In which the son of Ceidiaw {186d} has not his fame as a man of war?

LXXXIII.

Sad it is for me, after all our toil,
To suffer the pang of death through indiscretion;
And doubly grievous and sad for me to see
Our men falling headlong to the ground, {187a}
Breathing the lengthened sigh, and covered with reproaches.
After the strenuous warriors have extended their country's bounds,
Rhuvawn {187b} and Gwgawn, {187c} Gwiawn and Gwlyged, {187d}
Men at their post most gallant, valiant in difficulties,
May their souls, now that their conflict is ended, {187e}
Be received into the heavenly region, the abode of tranquillity.

LXXXIV.

Tres repelled the foe through {188a} a pool of gore,
And slaughtered like a hero such as asked no quarter, {188b}
With a sling and a spear; {188c}--he flung off his glass goblet
Containing the mead, {188d} and in defence of his sovereignty overthrew
an army;
His counsel always prevailed, and the multitude would not speak before
him, {188e}
Whilst those that were cowards were not left alive,
Before the onset of his battle-axes, {188f} and his sharpened sword,
{188g}
And where his blue banner was seen to wave. {188h}

LXXXV.

There was a r