- I lie down tonight
- With fair Modron and with her Son,
- With pure-white Mabon,
- And with Branwen beneath her mantle.
- I lie down with Magic,
- And Magic will lie down with me,
- I will not lie down with Cythraul,
- Nor shall Cythraul lie down with me.
- O God of the Mound,
- Shield me this night,
- Open the secret door
- To thy treasure-house.
- For the many deeds
- I have done for thee.
- For the many songs
- I have sung of thee.
- Thou King under the Hills,
- Invite me into thy dwelling-place,
- While setting wards around my bed,
- And encompass me in thy hosting.
- So mote it be.
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