<> Ferg005 Conary Linen Hall Library 1880 Linen Hall Library Saturday, March 12, 2016 TIFF Ferg005 Manuscript Cauldron, Mansion, Emain English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg005 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg005_2.jpg LHL Archive The biggest man yet gentlest-countenanced Of all that rode in Conary's company. " Da-Derga he," said Conary. " Ride on," Said Cecht. " Street Cualann whereon now we are Leads straight to Bru'n-Da-Derga, and leads straight Through and beyond it. 'Tis a house of rest For all that come and go ; where ready still The traveller finds the wind-dried fuel stack'd, The cauldron slung, the ale-vat on the floor. A strong, fast mansion. Seven good doors it has, And seven good benches betwixt door and door And seven good couches spread 'twixt bench and bench. All that attend thee now, and all that come— See where they come along Midluachra track, The host of Emain, in good time I judge. Journeying south — shall nothing want for room, I shall go forward : for my duty it is To enter first at nightfall, when my king Comes to his lodging ; and with flint and steel Kindle the fire whose flame shall guide him home." Then forth, at gallop of his steeds, went Cecht ; While, slower following, Conary was aware Of three that rode before them on the way. Red were their coursers and their mantles red, Red, too, their caps, blood-red — " Another gaysh," Text