<> Conary Linen Hall Library 1880 Linen Hall Library Saturday, March 12, 2016 TIFF Ferg019 Manuscript Juggler, Danced, Ossar English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg019 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg019_2.jpg LHL Archive A stream of light. Before him on the floor A juggler played his feats : nine balls he had, And flung them upward, eight in air at once, And one in hand : like swarm of summer bees Tliey danced and circled, till his eye met mine ; Then he could catch no more ; but down they fell And rolled upon the floor. ' An evil eye Has seen me,' said the juggler ; and the child Who slept beside, awoke, and cried aloud, ' Ossar ! good dog, hie forth and chase the thieves ! ' Then judged I longer to remain were ill, But, ere I left, discharged a rapid glance Around the house, beholding many a band Of able guardsmen corsleted and helm'd, Of captains, carriers, farriers, charioteers, Horseboys and laqueys, all in order set. All good men of their hands, and weapon'd well." Said Ferragon, " If my advice were given, 'Twould be to leave this onset unessayed." " Pity to slay this king," said Lomna Druth : '* Since he has reigned there has not fallen a year Of dearth, or plague, or murrain on the land : The dew has never left the blade of gra~3 One day of Conary's time, before the noon ; Nor harsh wind ruffled hair upon the side Of grazing beast. Since he began his reign. From mid-spring to mid-autumn, cloud nor storm Has dimm'd the daily-shining, bounteous sun ; Text