<> Deirdre Linen Hall Library 1880 Linen Hall Library Thursday, February 4, 2016 TIFF Ferg062 Manuscript Crafty, Quarrel, Usnach English https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/content/ferg062 Linen Hall Library Linen Hall Library Attribution-NonCommercial-ShareAlike CC BY-NC-SA https://www.niliteraryarchive.com/sites/default/files/Ferg062_0.jpg LHL Archive Fit to compare with her's. I saw her sit," The insolent eaves-dropper did go on, " A perfect goddess, lovely to behold. Upon a silken couch : she flung her arms. No ivory fairer, o'er her golden harp. And played a merry and delightful air So sweet, I stood as in an ecstacy ; When that strong traitor who consorts with her. Spying me, snatched a chessman from the board And flung it full at me : see here the wound." With that he showed his cheek besmeared with blood, — I would the just Gods it had been his brains. — And Conor, rising, cried to fetch his arms, And vowed he would avenge his messenger ; Then some cried " treason " ; others that denied. And Cormac called out, " Never better hap Befall a cranny-haunting, mousing spy ! " Whereat I judged it well to come away, And there I left them wrangling noisily. DEIRDRE. It is a crafty pretext for a quarrel ; That quarrel to be pretext for his death, And my deliverance into hands abhorred. Who here ? BUINO. Who here? PURSUIVANT. A messenger from Conor, I. BUINO. His will ? PURSUIVANT. He wills that thou deliver up Naisi the son of Usnach, who stands charged With wounding to effusion of the blood. BUINO. Under safe conduct is lord Naisi here, Text