I am not meet for petty men, slack their habit:
They know not, they, on what day who was made,
what hour of the fine day was born to whom,
who made him who went not to the dale of Tefwy.
They know not, they, the great Speckled Ox in headgear
with seven-score links in its collar-chain.
And when we went with Arthur, a sorry visit,
Save for seven none came up from Fort Divine Height.


Book of Taliesin (c. 1275?) - The Spoils of Annwn


I am not meet for petty men, slack their habit: They know not, they, on what day who was made, what hour of the fine day was born to whom, who made...

I am not meet for petty men, slack their habit: They know not, they, on what day who was made, what hour of the fine day was born to whom, who made...

I am not meet for petty men, slack their habit: They know not, they, on what day who was made, what hour of the fine day was born to whom, who made...

I am not meet for petty men, slack their habit: They know not, they, on what day who was made, what hour of the fine day was born to whom, who made...