He brought ruin upon every fair region, {201c}
And a fettering valour he displayed;
The front of his shield was pierced;
Caso Hir, arrayed in pomp, {201d}
Protected Rhuvoniawg.
A second time were they wounded, {201e} and crushed
By his warlike steeds, and gore-stained were their coffins. {201f}
Always immoveable, always liberal of aid,
Would be his gallant nobles, when roused to anger.
Severe in the conflict, with blades he slaughtered;
And agonising news from the war he brought,
Which he wove into a hundred songs for the calends of January.
Adan {202a} the son of Urvei there did pierce,
Adan pierced the haughty boar,
Even he who was like Urien, {202b} a maid, and a hero.
And as the youth was thus endowed with the properties of a king,
Lord of Gwynedd, and of the blood of Cilydd, {202c} he proved our
deliverer;
Ere the turf was laid upon the face of the generous dead,
Wisely did he seek the field, with praise and high sounding fame:
The grave of Gorthyn Hir {202d} is seen {202e} from the highlands of
Rhuvoniawg.