[53] “To complete thy death.”
[64] And what she did was to call her tutor to her, and she commanded him to dress her grave every year in such a way that nothing would grow on it.
[66] And there were two silver spears, sharpened, in his hand. A prince’s glaive was in his hand, a cubit from hilt to edge, that would draw blood from the wind; swifter was it than.
[67] Yes. And as for thee, thy head is not under thy control; curt is thy greeting.
[70a] Carnwenhan.
[70b] Dress.
[71a] Galldovydd.
[71b] Cnychwr.
[71c] And Adwy.
[71d] Annwas.