Branwen Slayne

O my deare brother I am damnifyed at Caer Siddi  
For myn housbonde hath this twelfmonth treated me with crueltie  
Albe to please thee I didst cheerfullie accept his proffred hand  
I was ne'er wary he was ruler of y Uffern land  
For whan his gastfull subjekts they didst first espy hir freondlesse Queene  
Eftsoone they wept for I to them was noughte but a living thinge  
hence with despight his consorted kingdomes stonie hart eshewde  
And I am thrall'd to sufferance in poverte and servitude  

For I am one of three great queenes of the Cymry  
Loneliness -- Patience -- Wisdom -- Happiness  

O my brother thou art Kinge of y Island o the Mightye  
alfeare of thy rage hath plac'd silent centenells at Caer Siddi  
Ynow for bane or worse that may betide I send my gentil byrd  
Whilst I bemone mine outcast state tho hold my tonges unthrifty worde  
There mew'd withinne its tamed winge myn urgent message pleades thyn ayd  
battailous make thy complement and reskue this most piteous mayde  
Heerin this underwourldlye gloome I implore thee to appeare  
And carrye me to Aber Alaw for I am buried there  

Loneliness -- Patience -- Wisdom -- Happiness  
(Unigrwydd) (Amynedd) (Doethineb) (Llavenydd)  

For I am one of three who broke their harts in griefe