Ffynh 1D

I travelled over eighty miles from the furthest part of South Wales, in high hopes of meeting most of the poets of Wales who had some talent in Verse. But not half a dozen came in all, or at least it did not appear more. Be that as it may, as I saw there only signs of apathy, faint-heartedness and cowardice. And because of lack of help and aspersions to the art, I fear that some failing, or rather, as it were her decline from the language and art of our grandfathers, the noblemen of which were formerly very helpful to the matter, as it plainly appears by the number of them who were in the great eisteddfod at Caerwys [1567], and many other eisteddfodau. For my part, I shall not bother my head any more about such a thing ...