Mythology, Celtic -- Wales; Tales -- Wales; Welsh literature -- 1100-1400 -- Translations into English
And after this, "Lord," said he unto Pryderi, "were it more pleasing to
thee, that another should discharge my errand unto thee, than that I
should tell thee myself what it is?" "No," he answered, "ample speech
hast thou." "Behold, then, lord," said he, "my errand. It is to crave
from thee the animals that were sent thee from Annwn." "Verily," he
replied, "that were the easiest thing in the world to grant, were there
not a covenant between me and my land concerning them. And the covenant
is that they shall not go from me, until they have produced double their
number in the land." "Lord," said he, "I can set thee free from these
words, and this is the way I can do so; give me not the swine to-night,
neither refuse them unto me, and to-morrow I will show thee an exchange
for them."
And that night he and his fellows went unto their lodging, and they took
counsel. "Ah, my men," said he, "we shall not have the swine for the
asking." "Well," said they, "how may they be obtained?" "I will cause
them to be obtained," said Gwydion.
Then he betook himself to his arts, and began to work a charm. And he
caused twelve chargers to appear, and twelve black greyhounds, each of
them white breasted, and having upon them twelve collars and twelve
leashes, such as no one that saw them could know to be other than gold.
And upon the horses twelve saddles, and every part which should have been
of iron was entirely of gold, and the bridles were of the same
workmanship. And with the horses and the dogs he came to Pryderi.
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"Good day unto thee, lord," said he. "Heaven prosper thee," said the
other, "and greetings be unto thee." "Lord," said he, "behold here is a
release for thee from the word which thou spakest last evening concerning
the swine; that thou wouldest neither give nor sell them. Thou mayest
exchange them for that which is better. And I will give these twelve
horses, all caparisoned as they are, with their saddles and their
bridles, and these twelve greyhounds, with their collars and their
leashes as thou seest, and the twelve gilded shields that thou beholdest
yonder." Now these he had formed of fungus. "Well," said he, "we will
take counsel." And they consulted together, and determined to give the
swine to Gwydion, and to take his horses and his dogs and his shields.
Then Gwydion and his men took their leave, and began to journey forth
with the pigs. "Ah, my comrades," said Gwydion, "it is needful that we
journey with speed. The illusion will not last but from the one hour to
the same to-morrow."
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