<> Ferg017 Conary Linen Hall Library 1880 Linen Hall Library Saturday, March 12, 2016 TIFF Ferg017 Manuscript Carnach, Mesgedra, Lomna English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg017 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg017_2.jpg LHL Archive ´╗┐The upper bench with Conall ; since the tomb Holds him, by hand of Conall well avenged. The foremost this, the mightiest champion this Left of the Red Branch, since Cuchulhn's fall. Look you, as thick as fragments are of ice When one night's frost is crackled underfoot, As thick as autumn leaves, as blades of grass. Shall the lopp'd members and the cloven half- heads Of them that hear me, be, by break of day, Before Da-Derga's doors, if this assault Be given, while Conall Carnach waits within ! " " Pity to slay that man," said Lomna Druth. " That is the man who, matched at fords of Clane, With maimed Mesgedra, though no third was near, Tied up his own right hand, to fight him fair A man both mild and valiant, frank and wise, A friend of men of music and of song. Loved of all woman : were there only one Such hero in the house, for that one's sake Forego this slaughter ! " " Lomna," Ingcel said, " Not without reason do men call thee fool ; And, Ferragon, think not that fear of man The bravest ever born on Irish soil Shall make its shameful entrance in the breast Of one of all who hear us. Spy, say on, What further sawest thou ? " Text