The Conies are but a feeble folk, yet they make their houses in the rocks.
Everywhere among the bowlders were whistling rock-rabbits, or conies.
My grandfather can call to mind the time when only the conies lived upon this rock.
The Conies are but a feeble folk, yet make they their houses in the rocks.
We will show these conies of Cynwyl that we are not afraid of them.