Three Irish Bardic Tales Being Metrical Versions of the Three Tales known as The Three Sorrows of Story-telling. By John Todhunter |
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‘How should this fall!’ he groaned. ‘And Fergus, where is he?
Is he too slain with them?’ ‘Nay, nay,’ said she, ‘he feasts
With Barach, who hath laid, at Conchobar's command,
His champion's vow upon him: Ne'er to refuse a feast.
Illàn is slain for us, but Buinè sold our heads,
For broad lands, to the King.’ And Deirdrè made this lay:
Is he too slain with them?’ ‘Nay, nay,’ said she, ‘he feasts
With Barach, who hath laid, at Conchobar's command,
His champion's vow upon him: Ne'er to refuse a feast.
Illàn is slain for us, but Buinè sold our heads,
For broad lands, to the King.’ And Deirdrè made this lay:
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