O my deare brother I am damnifyed at Caer Siddi  
For myn housbonde hath this twelfmonth treated me with [bad word]  
Albe to please thee I didst cheerfullie accept his proffred hand  
I was ne'er wary he [bad word] of y Uffern land  
For whan his gastfull subjekts they didst first espy hir freondlesse Queene  
Eftsoone they wept for I to them was noughte but a living thinge  
hence with despight his consorted kingdomes stonie hart eshewde  
And I am thrall'd to sufferance in poverte and servitude  

For I am one of three great queenes of the Cymry  
Loneliness -- Patience -- Wisdom -- Happiness  

O my brother thou art Kinge of y Island o the Mightye  
alfeare of thy rage hath plac'd silent centenells at Caer Siddi  
Ynow for bane or worse that may betide I send my gentil byrd  
Whilst I bemone mine outcast state tho hold my tonges unthrifty worde  
There mew'd withinne its tamed winge myn urgent message pleades thyn ayd  
battailous make [bad word] and reskue this most piteous mayde  
Heerin this underwourldlye gloome I implore thee to appeare  
And carrye me to Aber Alaw for I am buried there  

Loneliness -- Patience -- Wisdom -- Happiness  
(Unigrwydd) (Amynedd) (Doethineb) (Llavenydd)  

For I am one of three who broke their harts in griefe