Branwen Slayne

O my deare brother I am damnifyed at Caer Siddi

For myn housbonde hath this twelfmonth treated me with crueltie

Albe to please thee I didst cheerfullie accept his proffred hand

I was ne'er wary he was ruler of y Uffern land

For whan his gastfull subjekts they didst first espy hir freondlesse Queene

Eftsoone they wept for I to them was noughte but a living thinge

hence with despight his consorted kingdomes stonie hart eshewde

And I am thrall'd to sufferance in poverte and servitude

For I am one of three great queenes of the Cymry

Loneliness -- Patience -- Wisdom -- Happiness

O my brother thou art Kinge of y Island o the Mightye

alfeare of thy rage hath plac'd silent centenells at Caer Siddi

Ynow for bane or worse that may betide I send my gentil byrd

Whilst I bemone mine outcast state tho hold my tonges unthrifty worde

There mew'd withinne its tamed winge myn urgent message pleades thyn ayd

battailous make thy complement and reskue this most piteous mayde

Heerin this underwourldlye gloome I implore thee to appeare

And carrye me to Aber Alaw for I am buried there

Loneliness -- Patience -- Wisdom -- Happiness

(Unigrwydd) (Amynedd) (Doethineb) (Llavenydd)

For I am one of three who broke their harts in griefe