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Notes. 149
agreed to this, and they came to the guest-house of Cork. There
was a large dog in the house, which came out and jumped at the
Scabbed Youth, sending him into the quagmire (?), (where he
lay) till Mac C. came up to him.
Manchin, the abbot of Cork, said : " See whether there is any-
one in the guest-house to-night who would like to eat something."
A young cleric went to see. " Is there anyone here ?" said he.
" Not good is what you say," said the Scabbed Youth. "There
is a good ollave here, and he is not served well by you. He will
revile the Church, for he is far from his kindred to-day." The
young cleric reported this to Manchin, who ordered a fire of green
branch-wood and a bowl of oats for them. Then said Mac C. :
" Till Doom I would not eat,
Unless I were famished.
The oaten ration of Cork,
Cork's oaten ration."
The messenger repeated this to Manchin, who ordered out the
clerics and had Mac C. bound in order to crucify him on the next
day for his having slandered the Church. "A boon for me,"
said Mac C, "for the sake of Barre, whose festival is to-night.
My fill of drink and food, and your own bed with its bedding,
both quilt and cover."i " For the sake of our patron I will grant
it," said the abbot. After having eaten and drunk his fill, Mac
C. lay down, and a heavy slumber fell upon him. Then in
his sleep he saw a cleric approach him. He wore a white mantle
with a golden brooch, a large silken shirt next his white skin,
and long white-grey curly hair. He said : " You sleep well, and
you awaiting death." " Who are you ?" said Mac C. " Mura,"
said he. " I have come to help you." " What help is it ?" said
Mac C. " Remember this vision," said Mura, " and recite it in
the presence of King Cathal, and you will cure him from his
craving."
Mura then sang the vision, and Mao C. remembered it. On
the morrow he was taken to a gathering of the men of Munster
to be crucified. Cathal and the nobles of Munster were there.
C. said he would not crucify a bard, but the clerics might do it
themselves, for it was they that knew the wrong he had done.
^ Here áolh seems out of place.
agreed to this, and they came to the guest-house of Cork. There
was a large dog in the house, which came out and jumped at the
Scabbed Youth, sending him into the quagmire (?), (where he
lay) till Mac C. came up to him.
Manchin, the abbot of Cork, said : " See whether there is any-
one in the guest-house to-night who would like to eat something."
A young cleric went to see. " Is there anyone here ?" said he.
" Not good is what you say," said the Scabbed Youth. "There
is a good ollave here, and he is not served well by you. He will
revile the Church, for he is far from his kindred to-day." The
young cleric reported this to Manchin, who ordered a fire of green
branch-wood and a bowl of oats for them. Then said Mac C. :
" Till Doom I would not eat,
Unless I were famished.
The oaten ration of Cork,
Cork's oaten ration."
The messenger repeated this to Manchin, who ordered out the
clerics and had Mac C. bound in order to crucify him on the next
day for his having slandered the Church. "A boon for me,"
said Mac C, "for the sake of Barre, whose festival is to-night.
My fill of drink and food, and your own bed with its bedding,
both quilt and cover."i " For the sake of our patron I will grant
it," said the abbot. After having eaten and drunk his fill, Mac
C. lay down, and a heavy slumber fell upon him. Then in
his sleep he saw a cleric approach him. He wore a white mantle
with a golden brooch, a large silken shirt next his white skin,
and long white-grey curly hair. He said : " You sleep well, and
you awaiting death." " Who are you ?" said Mac C. " Mura,"
said he. " I have come to help you." " What help is it ?" said
Mac C. " Remember this vision," said Mura, " and recite it in
the presence of King Cathal, and you will cure him from his
craving."
Mura then sang the vision, and Mao C. remembered it. On
the morrow he was taken to a gathering of the men of Munster
to be crucified. Cathal and the nobles of Munster were there.
C. said he would not crucify a bard, but the clerics might do it
themselves, for it was they that knew the wrong he had done.
^ Here áolh seems out of place.
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