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dismay, fickleness, unsteadiness, fear, flightiness, giddiness, 
terror, and imbecility, so that there was not a joint or a 
member of him from foot to head which was not converted 
into a confused, shaking mass, from the effect of fear and 
the panic of dismay. His feet trembled, as if incessantly 
shaken by the force of a stream; his arms and various edged 
weapons fell from him, the power of the hands being en- 
feebied and relaxed around him, and rendered incapable of 
holding them. ‘The inlets of hearing were expanded and 
quickened by the horrors of lunacy; the vigour of his brain 
in the cavities of his head was destroyed by the clamour of 
the conflict; his heart shrunk within him, with the panic 
of dismay; his speech became faltering, from the giddiness 
of imbecility ; his very soul fluttered with hallucinations, 
and with many and various phantasms; for that (the soul) 
was the root and true basis of fear itself. He might be 
compared on this occasion to a salmon in a weir, or to a bird 
after being caught in the straight prison of acrib. But the 
person to whom these horrid phantasms, and dire symptoms 
of flight and fleeing, presented themselves, had never before 
been a coward or a lunatic devoid of valour; but he was 
thus confounded because he had been cursed by St. Ronan, 
and denounced by the great Saints of Erin, because he had 
violated their guarantee, and slain an ecclesiastical student 
of their people over their consecrated trench,—that is, a 
pure clear-bottomed spring, over which the shrine and com- 
munion of the Lord was placed for the nobles and arch- 
chieftains of Erin, and for all the people in general, before 
the commencement of the battle. 
“With respect to Sweeny, let us treat of him yet another 
while. When he was seized with this frantic fit he made a 
supple, very light leap, and where he alighted was on the 
fine boss of the shield of the hero next him; and he made 
a second leap, and perched on the vertex of the crest of the 
helmet of the same hero, who, however, did not feel him, 
though the chair on which he rested was an uneasy one. 
Wherefore he came to an imbecile, irrational determination, 
—namely, to turn his back on mankind, and to herd with 
deer, run along with the showers, and flee with the birds, 
and to feast in wildernesses. Accordingly he made a third, 
active, very light leap, and perched on the top of a sacred 
tree which grew on the smooth surface of the plain, in which 
tree the inferior people and the debilitated of the men of 
Erin were seated, looking on at the battle. These screamed 
at him from every direction, as they saw him, to press and 
drive him into the same battle again, and he, in consequence, 
