>Fierce warriors rushed to meet us;
We met them, and o'erthrew them:
They struggled hard to beat us;
But we conquered them, and slew them...
>Some sacked his house and cellars,
While others cut his head off.
..
Spilt blood enough to swim in:
We orphaned many children,
And widowed many women.
> The eagles and the ravens
We glutted with our foemen;
The heroes and the cravens,
The spearmen and the bowmen.
https://www.poetryfoundation.org/poems/44849/the-war-song-of-dinas-vawr #WarSong #ThomasPeacock
