Unfounded Suspicion
'Fair, deceitful Morfudd,
(a song of rebuke), woe is me, is it true,
my girl, that once more driven by passion
4 you've sworn to renounce your poor brother
who does not despise you, fair Eigr's niece -
I can't bear this -
banishing from your thoughts, to suffer sorrow,
8 the wretch who loves you,
through having paid heed to too much chatter,
(old snake-sinews), or is it perjury?'
'That is untrue, there's no use swearing,
12 rejection did not enter my mind.
By He who suffered, Dafydd,
in a state of sorrow,
more do I love the imprint (joyous form)
16 of your swift foot in a wooded vale
than I do my mean, miserable husband
or anything that has to do with his two cheeks.
That angry man will know adversity
20 (we'll make plans) when the wretched snow has gone.'
'You've brought warmth and colour to my cheeks,
proudest of girls, well done, Morfudd!
I did not seek to scare you,
24 don't remain forever with your husband.
Don't give the Jealous One cause to rejoice,
that dark, angry man, descendant of ducks.
May I not receive favour from God on high
28 if you do as I wish, if you'll be reconciled.'