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'In Praise of Oswestry' by Guto'r Glyn (15th century)

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In coiffure and dress no women excel

Those who in Oswalds’s city dwell.

Adorned in Cheapside’s merchandise,

Harmonious her citizens, and wise.”

From ‘In Praise of Oswestry’ by Guto'r Glyn (transl DM Lloyd)

In the 15th century one of the most well known Welsh poets was Guto’r Glyn. At that time poets were held in great esteem and received patronage from landowners and gentry. His poems are full of colourful descriptions of every day life and allow us modern readers to glimpse something of how things were in the medieval border towns and grand feudal estates. One of the most famous and complete poems is ‘In Praise of Oswestry’ and it is obvious that he knew the town and its inhabitants very well indeed.

Guto’r Glyn’s fame is now being revived by a University of Wales project to reconstruct and compile a new, full collection of his surviving poetry, complete with English translations, and descriptions of Medieval life in the 15th century. This will be launched as an on-line resource in September 2012.

Here are links to this project:


and a call for papers for the project wind up conference


Guto’r Glyn wrote poems, cywyddau, that praised his patrons, and were written to be read or sung aloud. It is a fascinating insight into the northern borders of Wales and England that poems about Chester and Oswestry and Edward IV were written in Welsh, and that he was obviously a popular poet in an area where Welsh was common place. He describes fine living and feasts in lavish medieval homes, with a lot of interesting detail and lively descriptions which bring that world to life.

Guto’r Glyn’s early life is not well known. He was born either in Glyn Ceiriog or Glyndyfrdwy sometime beween 1412 and 1420. He was brought up in the Ceiriog and was obviously a local boy. He was already well known as a poet by the 1430’s. He was large, black haired and bearded and was from a farming community and once lost some sheep whilst working as a drover and was then accused of selling them in Oswestry. In 1441 he enlisted and fought on the Yorkists side during the War of the Roses. He fought in France too. In later years he went bald and then blind and lived out his final years in Valle Crucis abbey in Llangollen, dying in about 1493

A fuller description is on Wikipedia, with references. http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guto'r_Glyn

and here on National Library of Wales site http://wbo.llgc.org.uk/en/s-GUTO-GLY-1440.html

There is a book about his life: Rees, E. A life of Guto'r Glyn, Y Lolfa, 2008, pp.19-20, which is still in print.

I really like his poem about Oswestry and look forward to a new version when the Guto’r Glyn project is launched. I love the bits about fine wine shops and good beer, and well dressed ladies… Nothing’s changed then!

Derek Williams from Oswestry Library gave me a photocopy of a translation of ‘In Praise of Oswestry’ done by DM Lloyd. It's from A Book of Wales edited by D.M. and E.M. Lloyd (Collins, 1953). I have typed it out again and here it is in full. I hope you enjoy it as much as I did.

In Praise of Oswestry

Guto’r Glyn c.1412- c.1493

Transl from Welsh by D.M.Lloyd

Hill-countryman in younger days,

Now with grey hairs I’ve changed my ways;

My faltering steps prefer the town,

Within its walls I’ll settle down,

My jaded stomach milk will scorn,

And calls for physic night and morn,

A wandering poet near life’s goal

Prefers his flask and pewter bowl,

Warmth and comfort and friendly cheer,

Fresh meat, white flour, and good beer.

The timbered homes of lowland lea

Restore my health like the green tree,

Hence the home which shall be mine

In Marchland where are mead and wine;

Generous and true, a friendly town,

Gracious, gifted, of high renown;

The castle with its curtain wall

Famed far as Rome above them all:

Oswald’s town, where Christ is loved,

To the conqueror a treasure proved.

The London of our Owain’s land,

With orchards rich and wine-shops grand,

A school that’s free, and of wide fame,

The town of preachers of good name;

In a temple rich the Host they raise-

Men in grammar and metrics beyond praise,

A church supreme, and jewelled chalice,

Clear bells, and an organ in God’s palace,

A tuneful choir-a well-trained band,

Vestments famed throughout the land;

Where find you clergy as good and bright

As they who serve in that temple white?

In coiffure and dress no women excel

Those who in Oswalds’s city dwell.

Adorned in Cheapside’s merchandise,

Harmonious her citizens, and wise.

A tall Earl rules that city bright,

An Earl who is England’s proud delight;

May God in his grace preserve him long

To maintain his rule, a guardian strong

Over commons and yeomen proud and free,

And citizens too of higher degree.

Among these men I too, would stay

As one of them to live my day.

My muse to leave this town no more

Would strive than the sea to leave the shore.

Long wedded here, a burgess am I,

To whom should I pay my fee, should I try?

May Oswald’s citizens hold their hand

Till hair on my head again will stand!

If suddenly I’m called five pounds to pay,

My fellows will aid me without delay.

Among gracious folk whose hearts were true,

Owain Waed Da was a burgess too;

He had only to sing among his friends

To gain his greatly coveted ends.

The privilege I seek is what came his way,

My burgess rights let none gainstay!

A cowyth I offer, a song in court-

Good poetry avoids great hurt.

The muse’s solace is a gift more blest

Than a noble of gold in the city chest;

More lasting than gold, of greater fame,

As Welshmen have sung, is our good name.

To my fellow-townsmen sing then will I

And my welcome will hold until I die:

No more will I wander without consent

To offer my song where once I went.

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