Eidol, with frigid blood and pale complexion,
Spreading carnage, when the maid was supreme in judgment; [176b]
Owner of horses and strong trappings,
And transparent [176c] shields,
Instantaneously makes an onset,—ascending and descending.
LXXIII.
The leader of war with eagerness [177a] conducts the battle,
Mallet of the land, [177b] he loved the mighty reapers; [177c]
Stout youth, the freshness of his form was stained with blood,
His accoutrements resounded, his chargers made a clang; [177d]
His cheeks [177e] are covered with armour,
And thus, image of death, he scatters desolation in the toil;
In the first onset his lances penetrate the targets, [177f]
And a track of surrounding light is made by the aim of the darting of his spears.
LXXIV.
The saints [178a] exert their courage, [178b] for the destruction of thy retreat, [178c]
And the cellar, [178d] which contained, and where was brewed [178e]
The mead, that sweet ensnarer.
With the dawn does Gwrys [178f] make the battle clash;
Fair gift, [178g]—marshal of the Lloegrian tribes; [178h]
Penance he inflicts until repentance ensues; [178i]
May the dependants of Gwynedd hear of his renown;
With his ashen shaft he pierces to the grave;
Pike of the conflict of Gwynedd,
Bull of the host, oppressor of the battle of princes; [179a]
Though thou hast kindled the land [179b] before thy fall,
At the extreme boundary [179c] of Gododin will be thy grave.
LXXV.
Involved in vapours was the man [179d] accustomed to armies,
High minded, bitter handed leader of the forces; [179e]
He was expert, and ardent, and stately,
Though at the social banquet he was not harsh. [180a]
They [180b] removed and possessed his valuable treasures,
And not the image of a thing for the benefit of the region was left.
LXXVI.
We are called! The sea and the borders are in conflict; [180c]
Spears are mutually darting, spears all equally destructive;
Impelled are sharp weapons of iron, [180d] gashing is the blade, [180e]
And with a clang the sock [180f] descends upon the pate;
A successful warrior was Fflamddwr [180g] against the enemy.