She is formed from nine blossoms
Nine buds of various kinds
From primrose of the mountains
Broom, meadowsweet and cockle
Together intertwined
Long and white are Her fingers
As the ninth wave of the sea
From the bean in its shade bearing
A white spectral army
Of earth, of the earthly kind
From blossoms of the nettle
Oak, thorn and bashful chestnut
Long and white are Her fingers
As the ninth wave of the sea
Nine powers of nine flowers
Nine powers in her combine
Nine buds of plant and tree
Long and white are Her fingers
As the ninth wave of the sea.
Adapted from Robert Graves’ Hanes Blodeuwedd
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