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Duax III.] BTONNGAL. 147
My voice shall be loud as a storm ; 205
They shall deem it a host of thousands.
But keep me in mind, son of Seuma ;
Remember thou Calmar when low.
When Fionngal prevails on the mount,
With stones keep my name from decay ; 210
Every age that after me comes
Shall hear of Calmar and his fame.
In the run of the deer, his mother
Shall rejoice to look on his grave."
"Son of Mathas," answered the chief, 215
" I ne'er left thee, nor shall I leave ;
I joy in the danger of shields ;
I ne'er yielded, nor shall I yield.
Conall and Caruill, both alike
From the time that vanished of old, 220
Conduct ye our friends through the heath,
Erin's warriors of old renown.
When the noise of battle subsides,
Ye shall lifeless find on the plain
Two heroes, who went down together 225
To combat with thousands in arms.
Son of Fithil of bounding steps,
Cross Lena towards sounding ocean ;
Let the king of Morbheinn come o'er,
Let the chief come hither with speed, 230
With light to the people anew,
Like the sun at the close of storms."
Morning greyed on Cromla of heath ;
The men of ships debarked on shore.
Against the heroes Calmar stood, 235