Gododin! in respect of thee will I demand {154a}
The dales beyond the ridge of Drum Essyd; {154b}
The slave, {154c} greedy of wealth, cannot control himself;
By the counsel of thy son, {154d} let thy valour shine forth.
The place appointed for the conference
Was not mean, {154e} in front of Llanveithin; {154f}
From twilight to twilight he revelled; {154g}
Splendid and full was the purple of the pilgrim; {154h}
He killed the defenceless, {154i} the delight of the bulwark of toil,
{154j}
His inseparable companion, whose voice was like that of Aneurin. {155a}