# The Book of Taliesin/Taliesin's First Address

A PRIMITIVE and ingenious address, when thoroughly elucidated. Which was first, is it darkness, is it light? Or Adam, when he existed, on what day was he created? Or under the earth's surface, what the foundation? He who is a legionary will receive no instruction. Est qui peccator1 in many things, Will lose the heavenly country, the community of priests. In the morning no one comes If they sing of three spheres. Angles and Gallwydel, Let them make their war. Whence come night and day? Whence will the eagle become gray? Whence is it that night is dark? Whence is it that the linnet is green? The ebullition of the sea, How is it not seen? There are three fountains In the mountain of roses, There is a Caer of defence Under the ocean's wave. Illusive greeter, What is the porter's name? Who was confessor To the gracious Son of Mary? What was the most beneficial measure Which Adam accomplished? Who will measure Uffern? How thick its veil? How wide its mouth? What the size of its stones? Or the tops of its whirling trees? Who bends them so crooked? Or what fumes may be About their stems? Is it Lleu and Gwydyon That perform their arts? Or do they know books When they do? Whence come night and flood? How they disappear? Whither flies night from day; And how is it not seen? Pater noster ambulo Gentis tonans in adjuvando Sibilem signum Rogantes fortium. Excellent in every way around the glens The two skilful ones make inquiries About Caer Oerindan Oerindydd For the draught-horses of pector David. They have enjoyment-they move about-
May they find me greatly expanding. The Cymry will be lamenting While their souls will be tried Before a horde of ravagers. The Cymry, chief wicked ones, On account of the loss of holy wafers. There will long be crying and wailing, And gore will be conspicuous. There came by sea The wood-steeds of the strand. The Angles in council Shall see signs of Exultation over Saxons. The praises of the rulers Will be celebrated in Sion. Let the chief builders be Against the fierce Ffichti, The Morini Brython. Their fate has been predicted; And the reaping of heroes About the river Severn. The stealing is disguised of Ken and Masswy Ffls amala, ffur, ffir, sel, Thou wilt discern the Trinity beyond my age I implore the Creator, hai Huai, that the Gentile may vanish From the Gospel Equally worthy With the retinue of the wall Cornu ameni dur. I have been with skilful men, With Matheu and Govannon, With Eunydd and Elestron, In company with Achwyson, For a year in Caer Gofannon. I am old. I am young. I am Gwion, I am universal, I am possessed of penetrating wit. Thou wilt remember thy old Brython I the Gwyddyl, kiln distillers, Intoxicating the drunkards. I am a bard; I will not disclose secrets to slaves; I am a guide: I am expert in contests. If he would sow, he would plough; he would plough, he would not reap. If a brother among brothers, Didactic Bards with swelling breasts will arise Who will meet around mead-vessels, And sing wrong poetry And seek rewards that will not be, Without law, without regulation, without gifts. And afterwards will become angry. There will be commotions and turbulent times, Seek no peace-it will not accrue to thee. The Ruler of Heaven knows thy prayer. From his ardent wrath thy praise has propitiated him The Sovereign King of Glory addresses me with wisdom Hast thou seen the dominus fortis? Knowest thou the profound prediction domini? To the advantage of Uffern Hic nemo in por progenie He has liberated its tumultuous multitude. Dominus virtutum Has gathered together those that were in slavery, And before I existed He had perceived me. May I be ardently devoted to God! And before I desire the end of existence, And before the broken foam shall come upon my lips, And before I become connected with wooden boards, May there be festivals to my soul! Book-learning scarcely tells me Of severe afflictions after death-bed; And such as have heard my bardic books They shall obtain the region of heaven, the best of all abodes.

## Annotations

* ↑ A reference to Hell
* ↑ The major characters from Math vab Mathonwy, Gwydion is a magician whose son Lleu is a betrayed king
* ↑ ships
* ↑ drunkards