"

"Though this be easy for thee, there is yet that which will not be so. No
husbandman can till or prepare this land, so wild is it, except Amaethon
the son of Don, and he will not come with thee by his own free will, and
thou wilt not be able to compel him."

"It will be easy for me to compass this, although thou mayest think that
it will not be easy."

"Though thou get this, there is yet that which thou wilt not get.
Govannon the son of Don to come to the headland to rid the iron, he will
do no work of his own good will except for a lawful king, and thou wilt
not be able to compel him." "It will be easy for me to compass this."
"Though thou get this, there is yet that which thou wilt not get; the two
dun oxen of Gwlwlyd, {87} both yoked together, to plough the wild land
yonder stoutly. He will not give them of his own free will, and thou
wilt not be able to compel him." "It will be easy for me to compass
this." "Though thou get this, there is yet that which thou wilt not get;
the yellow and the brindled bull yoked together do I require."

"It will be easy for me to compass this."

"Though thou get this, there is yet that which thou wilt not get; the two
horned oxen, one of which is beyond, and the other this side of the
peaked mountain, yoked together in the same plough. And these are
Nynniaw and Peibaw, whom God turned into oxen on account of their sins."

"It will be easy for me to compass this."

"Though thou get this, there is yet that which thou wilt not get. Seest
thou yonder red tilled ground?"

"I see it."

"When first I met the mother of this maiden, nine bushels of flax were
sown therein, and none has yet sprung up, neither white nor black; and I
have the measure by me still. I require to have the flax to sow in the
new land yonder, that when it grows up it may make a white wimple, for my
daughter's head on the day of thy wedding."

"It will be easy for me to compass this, although thou mayest think that
it will not be easy."

"Though thou get this, there is yet that which thou wilt not get. Honey
that is nine times sweeter than the honey of the virgin swarm, without
scum and bees, do I require to make bragget for the feast."

"It will be easy for me to compass this, although thou mayest think that
it will not be easy."

"The vessel of Llwyr the son of Llwyryon, which is of the utmost value.
There is no other vessel in the world that can hold this drink. Of his
free will thou wilt