28 THE BATTLE OF VENTRY. 



mharach iad ar an traigh 7 a lamha arna cruadhcheangal um chaeldromannaibh a 

 cheili 7 cuachsnadmanna da cosaibh trena cheiU 7 sr6n meic righ Ulad a m-bhel 

 an allmuraig 7 a smeig-som a m-bel an macaimh 7 dob' eigean an t-allmurach do 



500 leadragh ac a scarthain re cheili. 7 ro hadhlaiceadh mac righ Ulad 7 do claidheadh 

 a feart 7 do togbadh ha os a loidhe 7 do fearadh a chluithi cainteach le fianaibh 

 Eirenn. 7 nir thuit leisan fianghaisceadh riam mac do bo comchoitchinne cuma 

 ina se. 



'Cia do ghiabhainn d'[f]oralre an chuain anocht?' ar Finn. ' Rachmaid-ne 



505 chuigi ' arsa nai n-Gairb na feine .i. Garb Sleibhi Mis 7 Garb Sleibhi Cua 7 Garb 

 Sleibhe Clair 7 Garb Sleibhi Crot 7 Garb Sleibhi Muice 7 Garb Sleibhe Fuaid 7 

 Garb Sleibhe Aiha Moir 7 Garb Duine Dealgan 7 Garb Duine Sobairci 7 a fiana 

 fen fa riu. Gairid imoro do badar ann an tan do conncadar Iruath mac Dreagan 

 mic Duilli righ Fear n-Dreagan chuca 7 do innsaigheadar a c^ili 7 do badar ag ar 



5107 ag o\xx\ech aroih. Acht ennf nf fedtar a comhraic uili d' faisneis no d' innisin 7 ni 

 fetar a tuarascba// do thabairt, uair ni raibhi 'na seasom ar chinn an lae dibh acht 

 tri Gairbh do na Garbaibh 7 righ Fear [fo. 6 b. i.] n-Dreagan. 7 ni ar tlas na ar time 

 dochuaidh aca m^d an air 'na timchell, acht ro cromadar na cinn 7 ro luathai- 

 gheadar na lamha 7 do ben gach neach dibh ciall da anmain, uair do saidheadar 



great cry was raised by the hosts of the world and the fianns of Erinn, bewailing those 

 two. And it is there they were found on the morrow upon the beach, and their hands 

 locked hard across one another's graceful backs, and their feet were tightly locked 

 through each other, and the nose of the son of the king of Ulster was in the mouth of 

 the foreigner, and his chin was in the mouth of the youth, and it was necessary to cut 

 the foreigner in disentanghng them. And the son of the king of Ulster was buried, and 

 his grave was dug, and a flagstone was raised over his tomb, and his funeral games were 

 held by the fianns of Erinn. And never before there fell through a hero's weapons 

 a youth for whom the sorrow was more general than for him. 



* Who will keep the watch of the harbour to-night ?' said Finn. * We will go thither,' 

 said the nine Garbs of the fiann, to wit, Garb of Slieve Mis, and Garb of Slieve Cua, and 

 Garb of Slieve Clair, and Garb of Slieve Crot, and Garb of Slieve Muicoe, and Garb 

 of Slieve Fuait, and Garb of Slieve Atha Moir and Garb of Dundalk, and Garb of Dun 

 Sobairchi, and their own fianns together with them. They were there but a short time, 

 when they saw Herod the son of Dregan, the son of Duille, the king of the men of 

 Dregan, coming towards them, and they attacked each other, and were slaughtering and 

 destroying each other. But it is impossible to relate and to describe their whole 

 combat, nor can one give their description, for at the end of the day there were not 

 standing of them, but three Garbs, and the king of the men of Dregan. And not weak- 

 ness nor fear did the greatness of the slaughter round about them cause them, but they 

 bent their heads, and nimbly moved their hands, and every one of them iost the sense out 



