The drowning of Kaer-is

Who drinks of the wine and the barley brew, Of watfr shall drink as the fishes do "Who knows not this shall learn 'tis true."

Unto his guests King Gradlon said, My merry feres, the day is sped I will betake me to my bed.

"Drink on, drink on, till morning light, In feast and dalliance waste the night ; For all that will the board is dight."

To Gradlon's daughter, bright of blee, Her lover he whisper'd, tenderly Bethink thee, sweet Dahut, the key

Oh I'll win the key from my father's That bolts the sluice and bars the tide To work thy will is thy lady's pride."

"Whoso that ancient king had seen, Asleep in his bed of the 'golden sheen, Dumb-stricken all for awe had been

To see him laid in his robe of grain. His hair like snow, on his white hause-bane,t And round his neck his golden chain.

"Whoso had watch'd that night, I weet, Had seen a maiden stilly fleet In at the door, on naked feet,