ents. He is the best of
governors, and the most generous. The eagle of Snowdon, and the bulwark
of battle. He pitched a battle where there was a furious contest to
obtain his patrimony on Cefn Gelorwydd; {39a} such a battle never
happened since the celebrated action of Arderydd. {39b}

He is the brave lion of Mona, the kind-hearted Venedotian, the valiant
supporter of his troops in Bryn Derwen. He did not repent of the day in
which he assaulted his adversaries: it was like the assault of a hero
descended from undaunted ancestors. I saw a hero disputing with hosts of
men like a man of honour in avoiding disgrace. He that saw Llewelyn like
an ardent dragon in the conflict of Arfon and Eiddionydd, {39c} would
have observed that it was a difficult task to withstand his furious
attack by Drws Daufynydd. {39d} No man has ever compelled him to submit:
may the Son of God never put him to confusion.

IV.

Like the roaring of a furious lion in the search of prey, is thy thirst
of praise, like the sound of a mighty hurricane over the desert main,
thou warlike prince of Aberffraw. {39e} Thy ravage is furious, thy
impetuosity irresistible, thy troops are enterprising in brave actions,
they are fierce and furious like a conflagration. Thou art the warlike
prince of Dinefwr, {40a} the defence of thy people, the divider of
spoils. Thy forces are comely and neat, and of one language. Thy proud
Toledo sword is gilt with gold and its edge broke in war. Thou prince of
Mathrafal, {40b} extensive are the bounds of thy dominions, thou rulest
people of four languages. He staid undaunted in battle against a foreign
nation, and its strange language. May the great King of heaven defend
the just cause of the warlike prince of the three provinces.

V.

I make my address to God, the source of praise, in the best manner I am
able, that I may extol with suitable words the chief of men, who rageth
like fire from the flashes of lightning, who exchangeth thrusts with the
burnished steel. I stand in armour by the side of my prince with the red
spear in the conflict of war, he is a brave fighter, and the foremost in
action. Llewelyn, thy qualities are noble, I will valiantly make my path
broad with the edge of my sword. May the prints of the hoofs of my
prince's steeds be seen as far as Cornwall. Numerous are the persons
that congratulate him upon this success, for he is a sure friend. The
lion of Gwynedd, and its extensive