He supported martial steeds and harness of war;
Drenched with gore, on the red-stained field of Cattraeth,
The foremost shaft in the host is held by the consumer of forts, {181a}
The brave {181b} dog of battle, upon the towering hill.
We are called to the gleaming {181c} post of assault,
By the beckoning hand {181d} of Heiddyn, {181e} the ironclad chief.