In the Valley of Avalon
In The Valley Of Avalon
This day the master of my Fate
Is none of those who lead shuddering
Through mazes of wizardry,-
Nor Trachmyr the Hunstman,
Nor Tannwein the daughter of Gweir,
Nor Penpingyon the porter of the palace,
Nor the muttering hag of the hall of Heilyn Goch,-
Peace to them all until we met again,-
This day the summoner of all my song
Is Hyveidd Unllen, the golden vavasoar
Of Arthur, the lord of nations.
Ye have heard
How he came hasting, broke upon our king
And Owain at their game, and how his tidings
Wounded the heart of Arthur that he paled,
Crushed into dust the chessmen, and besought
The word of Owain that could lower
The Banner of Death, and stay the dire blood-madness
Of his fell Ravens scattering from mid air
Red limbs of trusty warriors, red armor
In rain of ruin. And the banner fell,
And this day Hyveildd Unllen in his splendor
Of crystal studded, griffin-crested helm,
In robe of honor, hued as day and night,
Bordered with sunlit purple, and his belt
Clasped with eyelid of a black sea-horse,
Leadeth me from out these latter days
Into peace that followed, and will gaze
Into my tranced eyes, and fill my heart
With lost desires, that I may seek again
The glory of our great king and his host
In the valley of Avalon.
Robert J. Lindley, 5-20-2019
Poetry form- Romanticism(Classicism)....
Notes- Hyveildd Unllen
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V. HYVAIDD HIR.
Five battalions fell before his blade Of the wailing men of Deira and Bernicia^;
Twenty hundred were destroyed in one hour.
Sooner art thou flesh for wolves than for thee the nuptial feast; Sooner art thou
food for ravens than for thee the marriage altar ; Before the nuptial dowry^
came his bloody bier, The price of mead in the hall among the drinking throng :
Hyveidd the tall will be celebrated while a minstrel lives. of gold, of greater
or less artistic ornamentation, terminating at the end in a cae-ad, a clasp or
hook, and an eye. It was not a chain. See Stephens' Lit. of the Kymry [2nd ed.,
p. 46, notej.^
Beads also were worn in wreaths by British warriors, as appears from the fact of
beads of amber being found in the barrows on Salisbury Plain, which had been dug
about 1800. In several of these graves pieces of amber like beads have been met
with; and in one, as many beads were found as would have made a wreath.
(Turner's Vindication of the Bards, 208-209. See also Williams' Biog. Diet,
sub Benlli
Gawr.)
" Haearnddur and Hyveidd and Gwallawg, And Owain of Mon of Maelgwnian manner,
Would prostrate the ravagers": was not Hyveidd Unllen, but Hyvaidd Hir, the
son of Caradawc Vreichvras. This may however be called in question. So young
a man as Hyveidd Hir could not well have been the contemporary of Gwallawg ;
and the safest conclusion appears to be that Taliesin's hero was Hyveidd Unllen,
and that of Aneurin Hyveidd ab Caradoc " the affix Hir being added for
distinction. The son of Caradoc also resembles our hero in this " he died
childless.
Hyveidd and Gododin, and the lion leading (i.e. L'rien)": and also in the lines:
" " Haearnddur, a Hyfeidd a Gwallawg, Ac Owen mon Maelgynig ddefawd, A wnaw
peithwyr gorweiddiawg". " I hid., i, 64.
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