Page:Selections from Ancient Irish Poetry - Meyer.djvu/96

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Thou never hadst a day of defeat with Carroll of
the beautiful garths.
He swore no lying oath, he went not against his
word.

Thou never hadst a day of sorrow, many a night
thou hadst abroad;
Thou hadst awaiting thee many a king with
many a battle.

O sword of the kings of mighty fires, do not fear
to be astray!
Thou shalt find thy man of craft, a lord worthy of
thee.

Who shall henceforth possess thee, or to whom
wilt thou deal ruin?
From the day that Carroll departed, with whom
wilt thou be bedded?

Thou shalt not be neglected until thou come to
the house of glorious Naas:
Where Finn of the feasts is they will hail thee with
'welcome.'

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