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Gwenllian Of Gwynedd

Gwenllian Of Gwynedd[1]

Female Abt 1090 - 1137  (47 years)


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  • Name Gwenllian Of Gwynedd 
    Birth Abt 1090 
    Gender Female 
    Death 1136-1137 
    Person ID I56475  Cecilie Family
    Last Modified 31 Dec 2009 

    Father King Gruffydd Ap Cynan,   b. 1055, Of, Caernarvonshire, Wales Find all individuals with events at this locationd. 1137, Caernarvonshire, Wales Find all individuals with events at this location (Age 82 years) 
    Mother Angharad Verch Owain,   b. Abt 1065, Tegaingl, Flintshire, Wales Find all individuals with events at this locationd. 1162 (Age 97 years) 
    Marriage Abt 1082  [2
    Family ID F23331  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart

    Family Gruffydd Ap Rhys Of South Wales   d. 1137 
    Children 
     1. Rhys Ap Griffith Of South Wales,   b. 1132   d. 1197 (Age 65 years)
    Family ID F33210  Group Sheet  |  Family Chart
    Last Modified 31 Dec 2009 

  • Notes 



    • princess of Deheubarth, was the mother of Rhys ap Gruffydd, Yr Arglwydd Rhys. She was killed in 1136 by Maurice de Londres after being defeated by him near Cydweli. Her two youngest sons, possibly still babes in arms, were with her: Morgan was killed and Maelgwn was captured and suffered an unknown fate. Andrew Breeze has recently argued that she was the author of the Mabinogi.

       
      Princess Gwenllian

       

        Our prince is far distant, the foeman is near,
        And though we shall face him without any fear
        A leader we lack, for our chieftain's not here.

       

        The door of the bower is opened, there stands
        To lead the proud Cymry to fight for their lands
        The Lady Gwenllian, a sword in her hands.

       

        It's away with the distaff, the needle, the loom,
        And the song of the harp in the tapestried room,
        We must ride out and fight, though we ride to our doom.

       

        The Norman advances through Gwendraeth's green meads,
        His dream is of plunder and bloodthirsty deeds,
        To arms, then, my warriors, your princess now leads.

       

        To the field they advance, a stout-hearted throng,
        The heart of a tyrant is hard as a stone,
        No quarter she askes for, no quarter is shown.

       

        To foul execution our Princess is led,
        The sword of the tyrant has struck off her head,
        But the voice of Gwenllian still calls from the dead
      For more information see the Our Folk - Hart family Web Site

  • Sources 
    1. [S1484] Ashley, Mike, Ashley (1998), (New York: Carroll & Graf Publishers, 1998.), p. 339 (Reliability: 3).

    2. [S1631] Ancestral Roots of Certain American Colonists, 7th, 239-5 (Reliability: 3).