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The Death of the Sons of Usnech. 161
My heart as a clcrt of sorrow
Is to-night under great shame
gi-ief, goodly sons!
Your last days have come."
233. "Say not, vehement Deirdre,
woman that art fairer than the sunl
Fergus will come on . . .
Unto us that we be not slain together."
"Alas, I am sad for you,
delightful sons of Usnech!
To come out of Alba of the red deer,
Long shall be the lasting woe of it!
241. After that lay they went forward to Finncharn of the
Watching, on Sliab Fuait, and Deirdre remained behind them
in the glen, and her sleep fell upon her there. And they left
her without knowing it, and Naisi perceived that, and he turn-
ed at once to meet her, and that was the hour at which she
was rising out of her sleep. And Naisi said: "Wherefore didst
thou stay there, queen?" saith he.
247. "A sleep I had," saith Deirdre, "and a vision and a
dream appeared to me there."
"What was that dream?"
250. "I beheld," saith Deirdre, "each of you without a head,
and Illann the Fair without a head, and his own head upon
Buinne the Rude -red, and his assistance not with us." And
she made the staves:
253. Sad the vision that appeared to me,
stately (?) fair-pure four!
Without a head on each of you,
Without (one) man's help to the other."
"Thy mouth has sung nought save evil,
delightful radiant damsel!
Let ... thin slow lip
On the foreigner of the sea of Mann.
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