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The Ancient Irish Epic Tale Táin Bó Cúalnge

XVIId. DUBTHACH'S JEALOUSYa

Joseph Dunn translation

XVIId. DUBTHACH'S JEALOUSYa

"If this be the Twisted one, By him shall men's bodies fall; Shrieks there shall be round the liss; Deeds to tell of shall be wrought!

"Stones shall be on graves from him; Kingly martyrs shall increase. Not well have ye battle found On the slopes with this wild Hound!

Men shall soon be slain by him;

'Neath his feet shall corpses lie;

Under bushes mantles white!3

"Now the Wildman's form I see,

Shattered spoils he has, behold;

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"And your women, too, I see, Raise their heads above the lines; I behold your puissant queen Makes no move t'engage in fight! "Were it mine to give advice, Men would be on every side, That they soon might end his life; If this be the Twisted one!"

Fergus macRoig heard this and he deemed it an outrage that Dubthach should counsel how to betray Cuchulain to the hosts. And he reached him a strong, sharp kick with his foot away from him, so that Dubthach struck with his mouth against the group outside. And Fergus reproached him for all the wrongs and iniquities and treachery and shameful deeds he had ever done to the Ulstermen of old and anew. And then he spake these words:—

"If this 'Black-tongue' Dubthach be,

Let him skulk behind the hosts;

No good hath he ever wrought,

"Base and foul, the deed he wrought: Fiachu, Conchobar's son, he slew. No more fair was heard of him: Carbrè's death, Fedilmid's son!

"Ne'er for Ulster's weal doth aim

Such is how he acts to men:

Whom he stabs not he incites!

"Ulster's exiles it would grieve

If on you come Ulster's troops

They will make your herds their spoil!

"Strewn afar your herds will be By the rising Ulstermen. Tales there'll be of mighty deeds That will tell of far-famed queens!

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Bucklers lying on the slopes;

Wild and furious deeds increase!

Raise their heads above the ranks.

I behold your puissant queen

Moves not to engage in war!3

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"Valour none nor generous deed Comes from Lugaid's craven son; Nor will kings see lances red, If this 'Black-tongue' Dubthach be!"

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