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Pendra Alsgwyth

This settlement on the cliff of beeches gives a fine view of the sacred springs of Sul.

It's my claim to fame that I'm one of a dwindling band of locals who have swum in the sacred spring itself. This was years and years ago when I was a boy and before the powers that be had decreed that it was deadly dangerous to do so. If you've a mind I know of a way to visit the sanctuary even on the night of the festival. Stay or go as you please, but either way tell us something of you own as we pass the Cider jug. Now, may as well get warm while you decide. Come nearer the fire and we'll share some other tales of Defneint,

Gerren Llyngessoc - King of Dewnas - Son of Erbin

Welsh	Seasneg
Rac gereint kyftut y gueleife meirch can crimrut a gwidy gaur garv achlut.	Before Geraint the enemy of affliction I saw white horses cowed down and covered with blood and after raucus battle-cry the kicking of daisies
Rac gereint gelin dihad gueleife meirch crimrut o kad a gwidy gaur garu puyllad	Before Geraint the enemy of pursuit I saw war-horses cowed down and covered with blood and after raucus battle-cry plenty of time to think
Rac gereint gelin ormes gueleif meirch can eucrees a gwidy gaur garv achles	Before Geraint the enemy of oppression I saw the white pelts of horses and after raucus battle-cry plenty time to sleep easy
En llogborth y gueleife vitheint a geloraur mvy nomeint a guir rut rac ruthir gereint	At Llongborth didn't I see sheer anger, stretchers galore and bloodied men before Gereint
Enllogborth y gueleife giminad guirigrid aquaed am iad rac gereint vaur mab y tad	At Llongborth didn't I see a mowing down, men locked in struggle, bloodied foreheads before Gereint the great, true son of his father
En llogborth y gueleife gottoev aguir nygilint rac guaev ac u ved gvin ogydir gloev	At Llongborth didn't I see digging spurs, men who'd not flinch before a spear and wine drunk from shining glasses
En llogborth y gueleife arwev guir a guyar in dinev agvydi gaur garv atnev	At Llongborth didn't I see weapons, fighting-men, blood oozing and afteer raucous battle-cry came defeat
En llogborth y gueleife y arthur guir deur kymynint adur ammeraudur llywiaudir llawur	At Llongborth didn't I see Arthur, brave men, fighting with steel emperor, marshal of effort
En llogborth y llaf y geereint guir deur o odir diwneint achin ryllethidve llatyffent	At Llongborth wasn't Gereint killed and his heroes of the land of Defneint even though they were slain they slew their share
Oet re rereint dan vortuid gereint garhirion graun guenith Rution ruthir eririon blith	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh longlegs nurtured on wheat bloodstained in the onrush, like speckled eagles
Oet re rereint dan vortuid gereint garhirion graun aebv Rution ruthir eririon du	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh longlegs nurtured on corn bloodstained in the onrush, like black eagles
Oet re rereint dan mortuid gereint garhirion graun boloch Rution ruthir eririon coch	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh longlegs devouring corn bloodstained in the onrush, like red eagles
Oet re rereint dan mortuid gereint garhirion graun wehin Rution ruthir eririon gvin	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh longlegs nurtured on mown corn bloodstained in the onrush, like white eagles
Oet re rereint dan vortuid gereint garhirion grat hit turuf goteith ar diffeith mynit	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh longlegs with a stag's leap A roar of fire on mountain wastes
Oet re rereint dan vortuid gereint garhirion graun anchvant Blaur blaen enruan inariant	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh longlegs greedy for corn The grey tips of their hair like shining silver
Oet re rereint dan mortuid gereint garhirion graun adaf Rution ruthir eririon glas	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh longlegs fit for grain bloodstained in the onrush, like silver eagles
Oet re rereint dan mortuid gereint garhirion graun en buyd Rution ruthir eririon llvid	Swiftly did they run under Gereint's thigh long legs living on grain bloodstained in the onrush, like grey eagles
Ban aned gereint oet agored pirth new rotei crift aarched prid mirein prydain wogoned	When Gereint was born the gates of heaven were opened Christ would grant what would be asked of him you of fine form the glory of britain

Does anyone know what Llyngesoc is like to mean? 'Lake hatched' sounds a bit unlikely unless he was born on a crannog or something.

It's a raw old night but the roof keeps out the rain and the smoke keeps out the cold so they say. Tell us something of your own travels and where you might be heading.

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Credits

Geraint : the Black Book of Carmarthen f 36 r at the bottom of the page.

Scary story : Chapter 62 The Satyricon, Gaius Petronius, according to S. J. Harrison, "almost all scholars now support a Neronian date" for the work

Music on videos : Trobar de Morte (a spanish band)

Celtic roundhouse pictures of the reconstruction at St Fagan's Museum Cardiff. They're burning a wickerman on Oct 30, check it out.

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