Mythology, Celtic -- Wales; Tales -- Wales; Welsh literature -- 1100-1400 -- Translations into English
Now when they had told Arthur how they had sped, Arthur said, "Which of
these marvels will it be best for us to seek first?" "It will be best,"
said they, "to seek Mabon the son of Modron; and he will not be found
unless we first find Eidoel, the son of Aer, his kinsman." Then Arthur
rose up, and the warriors of the Islands of Britain with him, to seek for
Eidoel; and they proceeded until they came before the Castle of Glivi,
{98b} where Eidoel was imprisoned. Glivi {99a} stood on the summit of
his Castle, and he said, "Arthur, what requirest thou of me, since
nothing remains to me in this fortress, and I have neither joy nor
pleasure in it; neither wheat nor oats? Seek not therefore to do me
harm." Said Arthur, "Not to injure thee came I hither, but to seek for
the prisoner that is with thee." "I will give thee my prisoner, though I
had not thought to give him up to any one; and therewith shall thou have
my support and my aid."
His followers said unto Arthur, "Lord, go thou home, thou canst not
proceed with thy host in quest of such small adventures as these." Then
said Arthur, "It were well for thee, Gwrhyr Gwalstawd Iethoedd, to go
upon this quest, for thou knowest all languages, and art familiar with
{99b} those of the birds and the beasts. Thou Eidoel oughtest likewise
to go with my men in search of thy cousin. And as for you, Kai and
Bedwyr, I have hope of whatever adventure ye are in quest of, that ye
will achieve it. Achieve ye this adventure for me."
They went forward until they came to the Ousel of Cilgwri. And Gwrhyr
adjured her for the sake of Heaven, saying, "Tell me if thou knowest
aught of Mabon the son of Modron, who was taken when three nights old
from between his mother and the wall." And the Ousel answered, "When I
first came here, there was a smith's anvil in this place, and I was then
a young bird; and from that time no work has been done upon it, save the
pecking of my beak every evening, and now there is not so much as the
size of a nut remaining thereof; yet the vengeance of Heaven be upon me,
if during all that time I have ever heard of the man for whom you
enquire. Nevertheless I will do that which is right, and that which it
is fitting that I should do for an embassy from Arthur. There is a race
of animals who were formed before me, and I will be your guide to them."
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