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
https://books.google.com/books?id=yrQVAAAAYAAJ&pg=PA256&lpg=PA256&dq=HYVAIDD+HIR.&source=bl&ots=8bWVC4kGrB&sig=ACfU3U2b0ZxVEqzdyZx9TcOyb8uF8ycNqw&hl=en&sa=X&ved=2ahUKEwiZt-qKoKriAhUC2qwKHfI5DxoQ6AEwAXoECAcQAQ#v=onepage&q=HYVAIDD%20HIR.&f=false

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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Date: 5/25/2019 4:36:00 AM
You are not only a talented writer, Robert, but also a knowledgeable one. Knowledge provides the ingredients which help create the heart of poems such as this one. Well done, my friend. Regards // paul
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Date: 5/26/2019 7:18:00 AM
Thank you my friend. I am now 65 years old and I have never stopped reading and studying. Yes knowledge is a precious treasure to have and benefit from. I've always held that one should never stop reading and studying...Life is better when one has deeper knowledge that oft lead to the gems of deeper insight, IMHO.
Date: 5/22/2019 11:30:00 PM
A classical masterpiece, my friend, excellent penmanship.
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Date: 5/23/2019 12:58:00 PM
Thank you my friend. I am appreciative and so very glad that you have found this poem to be so...
Date: 5/21/2019 3:59:00 PM
Awesome and far from a Haiku! I do appreciate this. Our age is fixated on texting, speed and a minuscule of vocabulary, Frankly, you know my poetry cannot hold a cande to yours. I get all paranoid posting eight lines or more with a 8th grade vocabulary. Five words get far more attention? I don't get it! Nor is my literary background as good as yours. Panagiota
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Date: 5/21/2019 5:14:00 PM
Thank you my friend. I sometimes get carried away when writing. Do not know when to stop..
Date: 5/20/2019 9:30:00 AM
Robert, WOW, you write like a poet of old, just wonderful !
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Date: 5/21/2019 5:11:00 PM
Thank you dear friend. I am just an old poet, that has an ancient pen and muse that auto-writes for me. lol
Date: 5/20/2019 9:18:00 AM
The Arthurian legend lives on in your brilliant words Robert. A very well written verse. Tom
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Date: 5/21/2019 5:10:00 PM
Thank you my friend. This is an edited version of a poem written long ago..
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