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From her last clinging kiss then was she torn away
By Eoghan, who drew nigh with Maini, aiding him.
And Maini said: ‘The blood of my father, slain by you,
Calls me to shed your blood, or Conchobar might wait
Until his cairn was green, ere I had done this deed.’
‘Thou art in thy right,’ they said, ‘and we bound in thy hand;
But in fair fight we slew thy brothers and thy sire.’