Riddle 72

* * *
my sister
gave me birth
* * *
* four drew,
own brothers,
of whom each apart,
in the day time me
gave to drink
abundantly through a hole.
I throve prosperously,
until I was older,
and then left,
with a black guardian,
journey'd further ;
the Welsh frontier paths I trod,
the mountains travers'd,
bound under the breast,
a ring had on my neck,
affliction on my track,
trouble I endur'd,
a share of hardships.
Me oft has iron injur'd
painfully in my side ;
I kept silence,
never spake
to any man :
if
they were troublesome.