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O Arawn of the Hunt,
Lord of Annwn,
Who wert sorely oppressed
Under ban of the ardent,
Shield Thou me this night
From Hafgan.
My spirit in Thine own realm, O Lord,
Thou the King of the Country of Youth,
And Thine in my own realm
To guard my body as it lies sleeping in Abred.
Thou it was who exchanged thy shape, O King,
With Pwyll, Lord of Dyfed.
Protect Thou me because of my fealty,
For the sake of Pwyll, my Lord;
and Rhiannon, my Lady;
and I their child.
And take me in safety tonight
Near to the Land of Promise,
And bring me in safety again
Back to the world of Abred.
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