"The Lament for Llywelyn ap Gruffudd"

by Gruffudd ap Yr Ynad Coch,1282.

"For the death of all Britain, protector of Cynnllaith,
Dead lion of Nancoel, breastplate of nancaw,
Many a slippery tear scuds on the cheek,
Many a flank gaping and crimson,
Many a pool of blood round the feet,
Many a widow crying aloud for him,
Many a heavy thought goes errant,
Many a fatherless child's abandoned,
Many a homstead flecked from the fire's path,
And many a looted wilderness yonder,
Many a wretched cry, as once was at Camlan,
Many a tear has run down the cheek:
Since the buttress is down, gold-handed chieftain,
Since llywelyn is slain, my mortal wit fails me."

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