After these words of Finvarra, the young lord ordered his workmen to cease their labour and to go home. When sunset had nearly arrived, he summoned his great chestnut horse and rode to the head of the glen, and waited. Just as the red light coloured all the sky, he saw his wife coming along the path in her gown of silvery gossamer, more beautiful than ever before. And he leapt from his saddle and raised her up and galloped with her like the wind to the castle.
Wosa an geryow Finvarra ma, an arlodh yowynk a erghis dh’y weythoryon mayth astellens aga lavur ha mos tre. Ha’n howlsedhes ogas ha devedhys, ev a elwis y vargh meur, gell kesten y liw, ha marghogeth dhe benn an glynn, ha gortos. Dell liwas an golow rudh an ebron oll, ev a welas y wreg ow tos war an hyns a-hys, yn hy fows a weun arghansek, moy teg es bythkweth kyns. Hag ev a lammas a’y dhiber ha hy drehevel ha peswarlemmel gensi kepar ha’n gwyns dhe’n kastel.langbot langbot