[{"node":{"title":"Ferg011","Collections":"Conary","Contributor":"Linen Hall Library","Coverage":"1880","Creator":"Linen Hall Library","Date":"Saturday, March 12, 2016","Format":"TIFF","Identifier":"Ferg011","Item Description":"Manuscript","Keywords":"Trial, Adventure, Cormac","Language":"English","Path":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg011","Publisher":"Linen Hall Library","Relation":"Linen Hall Library","Rights":"Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA","Scanned image":{"src":"https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg011_2.jpg","alt":""},"Source":"LHL Archive","Transcript":"\ufeff\" What think'st thou, Ferragon ? \" \n\n\" The gentlest speech\nWithin doors gives the loudest cheer afield.\nMethinks to spoil this house will try our strength.\" \n\n\" And it shall try it : and our strength shall bear\nThat and worse trial. Say, what sawest thou next\nWithin the house ? Begin from the right hand.\" \n\n\" To rightward of the great door in the midst\nA bench I saw : ten warriors sat thereon.\nThe captain of the ten was thus. His brow\nThick and high arching o'er a gray clear eye :\nA face long-oval, broader-boned above :\nA man whose look bespoke adventure past\nAnd days of danger welcome yet to come,\nThough sadden'd somewhat, haply by remorse\nFor blood ill-spilt or broken vows or both.\nHis mantle green, his brooch and sword-hilt gold.\"\n\" What captain this, conceiv'st thou, Ferragon .'' \"\n\" I know him ; verily a man of might ;\nA man of name renown'd in field and hall ;\nCormac Condlongas, long the banish'd son\nOf Conor son of Nessa. When his sire\nThrough love of Deirdre broke his guarantees\nPledged to his step-sire, Fergus son of Roy,\nFor Usnach's sons' safe-conduct, Cormac, he.\nThrough love of Fergus and through stronger love \n","Type":"Text"}}]