Myrddin Wyllt Quotes

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No diversions attend me,
Nor fair women visit me.
Though at Arderydd I wore a golden torque
The swan-white woman despises me now.

Myrddin Wyllt

Listen, little pig,
Are not the thorn buds green
The mountain fair, the earth beautiful?

Myrddin Wyllt

Fifty years the plaything of lawless men
I have wandered in gloom among spirits.
After great wealth, and gregarious minstrels,
I have been here so long not even sprites
Can lead me astray.

Myrddin Wyllt

Victorious Cymry, glorious their leaders,
All shall have their rights again,
All Britons rejoice, sounding joyful horns,
Chanting songs of happiness and peace!

Myrddin Wyllt

Sweet apple tree of luxuriant growth!
I used to find food at its foot,
When, because of a maid,
I slept alone in the woods of Celyddon,
Shield on shoulder, sword on thigh.

Myrddin Wyllt

Listen, little pig!
I lack sleep,
Such a tumult of grief is within me.
Fifty years of pain I have endured.

Myrddin Wyllt

Sweet appletree, with delicate blossom,
Growing concealed in the wood.

Myrddin Wyllt

Myrddin Wyllt

Myrddin Wyllt

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Born: 540

Bio: Myrddin Wyllt is a figure in medieval Welsh legend. A prophet and a madman, he was introduced into Arthurian legend by Geoffrey of Monmouth as Merlin the wizard, associated with the town of Carmarthen in South Wales.

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