Unto this woman, Angharad, returns
For all her losses. Let me live."—And so
The sword slid from his eyes and from his neck
The heel. And he arose—to make in full
Due restitution of her lands to her
He had so robbed and harassed. And in time
This was fulfilled.
But Peredur remained,—
For, to be near her and to do for her
Was all his happiness,—until the land