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 And that mild woman of the south,

Aillinn, who was King Lugaid's heir.

Their love was never drowned in care

Of this or that thing, nor grew cold

Because their bodies had grown old;

Being forbid to marry on earth

They blossomed to immortal mirth.

About the time when Christ was born,

When the long wars for the White Horn

And the Brown Bull had not yet come,

Young Baile Honey-Mouth, whom some

Called rather Baile Little-Land,

Rode out of Emain with a band

Of harpers and young men, and they

Imagined, as they struck the way

To many pastured Muirthemne,

That all things fell out happily

And there,for all that fools had said,

Baile and Aillinn would be wed.

They found an old man running there,

He had ragged long grass-yellow hair;

He had knees that stuck out of his hose;

He had puddle water in his shoes;

He had half a cloak to keep him dry;

Although he had a squirrel's eye.

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