Powel, Prince of Dyfed.

OWEL, Prince of Dyfed, was lord of the
seven Cantrevs of Dyfed; and once
upon a time Powel was at Narberth, his
chief palace, where a feast had been pre-
pared for him, and with him was a great

 

host of men. And after the first meal,
Powel arose to walk, and he went to the top of a mound
that was above the palace, and was called Gorseth
Arberth. ;

“Lord,” said one of the court, “it is peculiar to the
mound that whosoever sits upon it cannot go thence
without either receiving wounds or blows, or else seeing
a wonder.”

“J fear not to receive wounds and blows in the midst of
such a host as this; but as to the wonder, gladly would I
see it. I will go, therefore, and sit upon the mound.”

And upon the mound he sat. And while he sat there,
they saw a lady, on a pure white horse of large size, with
a garment of shining gold around her, coming along the
highway that led from the mound; and the horse seemed
to move at a slow and even pace, and to be coming up
towards the mound.