I would show your honour the black lake in the frightful hollow in which the fishes have monstrous heads and little bodies, the lake on which neither swan, duck nor any kind of wildfowl was ever seen to light.

Then I would show your honour the fountain of the hopping creatures, where, where--" "Were you ever at that Wolf's crag, that Castell y Cidwm ?" said I.
"Can't say I ever was, your honour.

You see it lies so close by, just across the lake, that--" "You thought you could see it any day, and so never went," said I.

"Can you tell me whether there are any ruins upon it ?" "I can't, your honour." "I shouldn't wonder," said I, "if in old times it was the stronghold of some robber-chieftain; cidwm in the old Welsh is frequently applied to a ferocious man.

Castell Cidwm, I should think, rather ought to be translated the robber's castle than the wolf's rock.