of the din.

LIX.

From the feast of wine and the banquet of mead, they marched
To the strife of mail-clad warriors; {161c}
I know no tale of slaughter which records
So complete a destruction.
Before Cattraeth loquacious was the host;
But of the retinue of Mynyddawg, greatly to be deplored, {162a}
Out of three hundred {162b} men, only one returned.

LX.

From the feast of wine and the banquet of mead, with speed they marched,
Men renowned in difficulty, prodigal of their lives;
In fairest order {162c} round the viands they together feasted;
Wine and mead and tribute {162d} they enjoyed.
From the retinue of Mynyddawg ruin has come to me; {163a}
And I have lost my general {163b} and {163c} my true friends.
Of the regal army of three hundred men that hastened to Cattraeth,
Alas! none have returned, save one alone.

LXI.

Impetuous as a ball, {163d} in the combat of spears, was Present,
And on his horse would he be found, when not at home;
Yet illusive {163e} was the aid which he brought against Gododin;
For though apart from the wine and mead he was unrestrained,
He perished {164a} on the course;
And red stained warriors ride {164b}
The steeds of the knight, who had been in the morning bold.

LXII.

Angor, {164c} thou who scatterest the brave,
And piercest {164d} the sullen like a serpent;
Thou tramplest upon those who in strong mail are clad,
In front of the army; {164e}
Like an enraged bear, guarding and assaulting, {164f}
Thou tramplest upon the furious, {165a}
In the day of capture,
In the dank entrenchment; {165b}
Like the mangling dwarf, {165c}
Who in his fury prepared
A banquet for the birds,
In the tumultuous fight.
Cywir {165d} art thou named from thy righteous (_enwir_) deed;
Leader, director, and bulwark (_mur_) of the course of battle {165e}
Is Merin; {165f} and fortunately (_mad_) wert thou, Madien, born.

LXIII.

It is incumbent to sing of the complete acquisition
Of the warriors, who at Cattraeth made a tumultuous rout,
With confusion and blood, and treading and trampling;
Men of toil {166a} were trampled because of the contribution of mead in
the horn; {166b}
But the carnage of the combatants {166c}
Cannot be described even by the cup of bounty, {166d}
After the excitement of the battle is over,
Notwithstanding so much splendid eloquence.

LXIV.

It is incumbent to sing of so much renown,
The tumult of fire, of thunder, and tempest,
The glori