8 THE BA TTLE OF VENTRY. 



ceannghorma croderga 7 tucadar dubgona dluithi daingne dofreastail ar a cheli 



130 mar sin doibh no gur ardeirigh imgan 7 gur crannbrissedh a craiseacha 7 gur 

 scailtsed a sceith 7 gur lanscarsed a luireacha 7 do nochtadar a lanncloidme 

 lasurcorcra leathanfaebhracha 7 dorinnedar urrlamh a n-aith(?fi%a 7 ro badar isin 

 comrac sin re treimsi 7 re hatha fada do lo, conadh ann sin fuair Conncrithir 

 aithfas brathbeime a comrac ar chathbharr 7 na caemhluirighi do righ na hEspaine 



135 co tobhacht a cheann da colann 7 do thogaibh Conncrithir an ceann 7 do chom- 

 maidh an gnimh 7 is eadh adubert : ' Dar mo breithir amh,' ar se ' ni cuirfiw/- 

 on ceann sa me muna marbtar me no co ti uathad no sochaighi eigin d' fianaibh 

 Eirenn cugam.' Do chuala ri in domhain sin 7 is eadh adubert : ' Is mor in bri- 

 athar sa dobheir an laech,' ar se ' 7 eirigh da fis, a Ghlais mic Dreamain, an e 



140 an t-Osgar ardghlonnach adchuala a fianaibh Eirenn dob^zr an briathar sa.' 



Tainic immoro Glas a tir 7 tainic a comghar do Conncrithir : ' A laich,' ar 

 se 'is [fo. 2 b. I.] mor in briathar sin tucais 7 caidhi h'ainm 7 do sloinnedh?' 

 ' Misi Conncrithir mac Brain mic Feabail o Theamuir Luacra' ar se. ' Masa 

 tu,' ar Glas ' is fagus t' fuil 7 t' fialus dam fen 7 is misi Glas mac Dreamain 



145 o Teamair Luacra' ar se. ' Dob' eccoraidi duit-si ieacht do comrac rim-sa ona 

 allmurachaib sin' ar Conncrithir. ' Truagh sin,' ar Glas 'ar sedaibh an beatha 

 uili damadh tairisi dhamh Finn 7 fiana Eirenn, ni coimreogainn re neach d' feraibh 



blue-headed red-socketed spears, and dealt black close hard insufferable wounds to each 

 other, until the wounding rose high, and the shafts of their spears were broken, and they 

 clove their shields, and they ripped open completely their hauberks, and they bared their 

 purple-flaring broad-edged sword-blades, and prepared their deaths. And they were 

 in this fight for a long time and while of the day, until Conncrithir struck a furious 

 counter-blow (?) against the joint of the helmet and of the beautiful hauberk of the king 

 of Spain, so that he smote his head ofF his body. And Conncrithir Hfted up the head and 

 boasted of the deed, and this is what he said : 'By my word, forsooth,' he said, 'I shall 

 not let myself be separated from this head, unless I am killed, until some few or a great 

 number of the fianns of Erinn come to me.' The king of the world heard that, and 

 this is what be said : ' Great is that word which the warrior speaks,' said he, ' and rise 

 thou and see who he is, O Glas son of Dreman, whether it is Oscar of the noble deeds 

 whom I have heard of, of the fianns of Erinn, that speaks this word.' 



Then Glas went on shore and went near Conncrithir. ' O w^arrior,' said he, * great is 

 that word thou hast spoken, and what is thy name and thy family ?' ' I am Conncrithir 

 the son of Bran, the son of Febal, from Temair Luachra,' he said, ' If it is thou,' said 

 G]as,'thy blood and thy family are nearly related to me, for I am Glas the son of Dreman, 

 from Temair Luachra,' he said. ' The less does it behove thee to come to fight against 

 me from those foreigners,' said Conncrithir. ' It is sad,' said Glas, ' for the treasures of 



135. dochomVaidh MS. 145. fl//murachaib sin MS. 



