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8o The Vision of MacConglinne.
A large necklace of delicious cheese-curds
Around his back,
His halter and his traces all
Of fresh butter.
His bridle with its reins of fat
In every place.
The horsecloth of tripe with its ... ,
Tripes are his hoofs.
Egg-horn is my bridle -boy
Before going to a meeting with death
My pottage tunic around myself
Everywhere,
"bi. tripe with its . X
Of uncooked food.
" ' Ofr with thee now to those delicious pro-
digious viands, MacConglinne,' said the phantom,
' many wonderful provisions,
20 pieces of every palatable food,
brown red-yellow dishes,
full without fault,
perpetual joints of corned beef,
smooth savoury lard,
2 5 and heavy flitches of boar.
" ' Off with thee now to the suets and cheeses ! '
said the phantom.
'"I will certainly go,' said MacConglinne, 'and
do thou put a gospel around me.'
30 " ' It shall be given,' said the phantom, ' even a
gospel of four-cornered even dry cheese, and I will
put my own paternoster around thee, and neither
greed nor hunger can visit him around whom it is
put.' And he said :

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