PE CAWN I HON
She Must Be Mine
Pe cawn i hon yn eiddo i mi,
If she would turn her eyes that spurn
O galon yn fy ngharu:
On mine with soften'd splendour:
Ni fynnwn ddim o'i chyfoeth hi,
For their bright worth all else on
earth
Rhag ofn i'm serch glaearu.
I'd joyfully surender.
Mae rhywbeth yn ei gwisg a'i gwedd,
And if she'd change from harsh and
strange
Ac yn ei hagwedd hygar,
Her speech to soft and tender,
Rhaid i ddi fod yn eiddo fi,
In knightly arms from all alarms
Tra byddom ar y ddaear.
Till death I would defend her.
Pe cawn i hon yn eiddo mi,
Whatever task her love should ask
O! fel gwnawn ei mynwesu,
To yield her joy and honour,
Mae dweud ei henw ar hin oer,
I'd undertake for her dear sake,
Yn gwneud im corff gynesu.
Since I so dote upon her.
Ond pe bai hi yn eiddo i mi,
If she were mine, glad spring would
shine,
Ai serch yndal yn glaear,
Dark winter in the dust be!
Ni fynnwn i mohoni hi,
Were she mine own - yet mine alone
Ar gyfrif ar y ddaear!
She will and shall and must be!
PRIODAS