tle nor its danger; Llewelyn
the generous, the maintainer of Bards. He is the dispenser of happiness
to his subjects, his noble deeds cannot be sufficiently extolled. His
spear flashes in a hand accustomed to martial deeds. It kills and puts
its enemies to flight by the palace of Rheidiol. {20a} I have seen, and
it was my heart's delight, the guards of Lleision {20b} about its grand
buildings; numberless troops of warriors mounted on white steeds. They
encompassed our eagle: Llewelyn the magnanimous hero, whose armour
glistened; the maintainer of his rights. He defended the borders of
Powys, a country renowned for its bravery; he defended its steep passes,
and supported the privileges of its prince. Obstinate was his resistance
to the treacherous English. In Rhuddlan he was like the ruddy fire
flaming with destructive light. There have I seen Llewelyn the brave
gaining immortal glory. I have seen him gallantly ploughing the waves of
Deva, when the tide was at its height. I have seen him furious in the
conflict of Chester, where he doubly repaid his enemies the injuries he
suffered from them. It is but just that he should enjoy the praise due
to his valour. I will extol thee, and the task is delightful. Thou art
like the eagle amongst the nobles of Britain. Thy form is majestic and
terrible, when thou pursuest thy foes. When thou invadest thy enemies,
where Owain thy predecessor invaded them in former times; full proud was
thy heart in dividing the spoils, it happened as in the battles of
Kulwydd and Llwyvein. {21a} Thy beautiful steeds were fatigued with the
labour of the day, where the troops wallowed in gore, and were thrown in
confusion. The bow was full bent before the mangled corse, the spear
aimed at the breast in the country of Eurgain. {21b} The army at Offa's
Dike panted for glory, the troops of Venedotia, and the men of London,
were as the alternate motion of the waves on the sea-shore, where the
sea-mew screams; great was our happiness to put the Normans to fear and
consternation. Llewelyn the terrible with his brave warriors effected
it; the prince of glorious and happy Mona. He is its ornament and
distinguished chief.

The lord of Demetia {21c} mustered his troops, and out of envy met his
prince in the field. The inhabitants of Stone-walled Carmarthen were
hewn to pieces in the conflict. Nor fort, nor castle, could withstand
him: and before the gates the English were trampled under foo