Tangwystl
by Gwennifyr Jackson

Here Beginneth
The Gwarchan Of Adebon…
The apple will not fall far from the apple-tree,
The diligent cannot prosper with the prodigal,
The naked will not be bold among thistles,
All, when made to swear overmuch will fail,
Would I love him who would love the rapacious?
Death will not occur twice.
His speech is of no use to the dumb,
Thou wilt not delight to put one of the same language in fear.
The horse of an effeminate person are his dainties.
At home peace has been lost.
Be thy mansion large, thou wert a hero in the day of conflict.
As long as there will be things to seek for thee there will be seekers.
High stones, a reaping to the foe.
So endeth the Gwarchan of Adebon.
Book of Aneurin III

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