A prophesie of the same Bergam for shewing great warrs in behalf of a crown, and that the race of Kynvn wil get the conquest according to the wil of God.
Traethaf it sardd daf, kau wyt kyfauedd am gof diergit byd, bryd ar hvnnaw, ddedd y bydd hydd am fro ar gynydd ddifiav kaled.
Pau Frwy, ho yn koed a chad ymryn Gwyn, Meibion am Go∣ron Amgyserfydd, Pau cnwarddo ovydd, Gwaith am sylv dav Gwydd, ag yn ddiffaith maith ymdaith mynydd.
Arth o Gyufin, Rhin chyddid, Powis a ddewis nis Adewis, a fyno dvw diav a fydd, un dan kysau kyfar a fydd byd.
The Translation. I wil declare unto thee, skilful Bardh, that shal remember the intolerable misery of old, to them which pass away the same in slumber, but when wil a Stagg be in a prospe∣ring way for lawful Territories, and when wil that hard Thurs∣day come?
When Trees and Woods begins to flourish and beare, and when an Army be about the Tower, then Lads wil meet for a crown, when the distressed and sad takes heart and laughs, then