THE SLAYING OF CONBEG
Reading edition
A beloved hound of Fionn's which Goll mac Morna drowned in despite of Fionn.
Caoilte sang this:
Mournful to me the slaying of Conbeg,[103] Little hound, great was his brightness; Never was one more deft of paw Seen in the chase of swine or deer. Tribulation to me the slaying of Conbeg, Little hound, of the baying voice; Never was one more deft of paw Found in the running down of the deer. Tribulation to me the drowning of Conbeg Upon the mighty grey-green seas; His cruel loss, it brought contention,[104] A "fill of sorrow" was his death.
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