Quoth Morisby: "Who shall decide the case ?
Let him confess to whom he doth belong."
"Let him " quoth Gam, "but if't be not to me,
For any right you have, he may go free."
With that couragious Morisby grew hot;
"Were not," said he, "his ransom worth a pin,
Now by these arms I wear, thou get'st him not;
Or if thou do'st, thou shalt him hardly win."
Gam, whose Welsh blood could hardly brook this blot,
To bend his axe upon him doth begin;
He is at him, till the lord Beaumont came,
Their rash attempt and wisely thus doth blame
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Dywed Beaumont wrth y ddau eu bod yn per
yglu'r dydd, ac y caent dorri eu dadl ar ddiwedd
y frwydr. Parha'r ymladd, a down ar draws
Dafydd Gam eilwaith. Yr oedd yn rhaid medd
iannu lle peryglus-" an aged rampier with huge
ruins heapt." Dywed Woodhouse fod hynny'n
waith peryglus, ac na welai ef neb a feiddiai
gynnig arno. Yr oedd y Cam yn clywed. Fel
hyn y dywed y bardd-gallai fod hyd yn oed yn
cyfieithu ymorchest y prydyddion Cymreig eu
hunain:
Which Gam o'erhearing, being near at hand,
"Not dare!" quoth he, and angerly doth frown;
"I tell thee, Woodhouse, some in presence stand,
Dare prop the sun if it were falling down,
Dare grasp the bolt from thunder in his hand,
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