THE SONG OF THE BLODEUWEDD
From THE MABINOGION

Anonymous, Welsh -- c. 1063

Not of father nor of mother
Was my blood, was my body.
I was spellbound by Gwydion,
Prime enchanter of the Britons,
When he formed me of nine blossoms,
.......Nine buds of various kind:
From primrose of the mountain,
Broom, meadow-sweet and cockle,
........Together intertwined,
From the bean in its shade bearing
A white spectral army
.....Of earth, of earthy kind,
From blossoms of the nettle,
Oak, thorn and bashful chestnut--
Nine powers of nine flowers,
......Nine powers in me combined,
............Nine buds of plant and tree.
Long and white are my fingers
............As the ninth wave of the sea.

translated by Robert Graves



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