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The Ancient Irish Epic Tale Táin Bó Cúalnge

Note 1-1 — Footnotes.

Joseph Dunn translation

They cast no weapon that struck not. Each of them was busy casting at the other with those missiles from morning's early twilight till noon at mid-day, the while they overcame their various feats with the bosses and hollows of their feat-shields. However great the excellence of the throwing on either side, equally great was the excellence of the defence, so that during all that time neither of them bled or reddened the other. "Let us cease now from this bout of arms, O Cuchulain," said Ferdiad; "for it is not by such our decision will come." "Yea, surely, let us cease, if the time hath come," answered Cuchulain. 1Then1 they ceased. They threw their feat-tackle from them into the hands of their charioteers.

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