XXVI. GLAMORGAN. From Dafydd ab Gwilym.
If every strand oppression strong
Should arm against the son of song,
The weary wight would find, I ween,
A welcome in Glamorgan green.
XXVII. DAFYDD AB GWILYM. From Iolo Goch (?).
To Heaven’s high peace let him depart,
And with him go the minstrel art.