From the retinue of Mynyddog they hastened forth; in a shin… - Aneirin

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From the retinue of Mynyddog they hastened forth; in a shining array they fed together round the wine-vessel. My heart has become full of grief for the feast of Mynyddog, I have lost too many of my true kinsmen.

Aneirin

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Aneirin was a late 6th or early 7th century Brythonic poet from the Hen Ogledd, the Cumbric-speaking regions of northern Britain. His poem Y Gododdin, an elegy for those British warriors who fell in the disastrous battle of Cattraeth, survives only in a late, corrupt and heavily interpolated version.

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Alternative Names: Aneurin • Neirin

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He glutted black ravens on the rampart of the stronghold, though he was no Arthur.

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Three hundred men hastened forth, wearing gold torques, defending the land – and there was slaughter. Though they were slain they slew, and they shall be honoured to the end of the world; and of all us kinsmen who went, alas, but for one man none escaped.

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