The Death of Hoel From Aneurin, Monarch of the Bards, extracted from the Gododin Thomas Gray Alexander Huber Editor Bodleian Libraries, University of Oxford
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The Death of Hoel From Aneurin , Monarch of the Bards , extracted from the Gododin Had I but the torrent's might , With headlong rage and wild affright Upon Deïra's squadrons hurled , To rush and sweep them from the world ! Too , too secure in youthful pride , By them my friend , my Hoël , died , Great Cian's son : of Madoc old He asked no heaps of hoarded gold ; Alone in nature's wealth arrayed , He asked and had the lovely maid . To Cattraeth's vale in glittering row Twice two hundred warriors go ; Every warrior's manly neck Chains of regal honour deck , Wreathed in many a golden link : From the golden cup they drink Nectar , that the bees produce , Or the grape's ecstatic juice . Flushed with mirth and hope they burn : But none from Cattraeth's vale return , Save Aeron brave and Conan strong , ( Bursting through the bloody throng ) And I , the meanest of them all , That live to weep and sing their fall .