Monks throng like a kennel of pups from disputing with the masters who instruct them whether the run of the… — Taliesin
Monks throng like a kennel of pups
from disputing with the masters who instruct them
whether the run of the wind is one, or one the ocean's waters
or one the spark of fire - an illimitable clamour.
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Ye have committed wickedness
Against the Creator.
A hundred thousand angels
Are to me witnesses,
Who came to conduct me
After my hanging,
When hanging cruelly,
Myself to deliver me
In heaven there was trembling
When I had been hung.
When I cried out Eli!
Thrice three protections,
Returning to the old places,
With a steed used to the field.
To my deprivation, to my sorrow, sinew was brave.
The world would not be if not for my offspring.
I am a bard to be praised. The unskilful
May he be possessed by the ravens and eagle and bird of wrath.
