The Song of Llew
Taken from the Mabinogion

Oak that grows between the two banks;
Darkened is the sky and hill!
Shall I not tell him by his wounds,
That this is Llew?

Oak that grows in upland ground,
Is it not wetted by the rain? Has it not been drenched
By nine score tempests?
It bears in its branches Llew Llaw Gyffes.

Oak that grows beneath the steep;
Stately and majestic in its aspect!
Shall I not speak it?
That Llew will come to my lap?

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