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Rh Are held there by the one anxiety. Will you be bound into obedience And so make this land safe from them and theirs? You are but half a king and I but half; I need your might of hand and burning heart, And you my wisdom.

[going near to door]. Nestlings of a high nest, Hawks that have followed me into the air And looked upon the sun, we’ll out of this And sail upon the wind once more. This king Would have me take an oath to do his will, And having listened to his tune from morning, I will ws more of it. Run to the stable And set the horses to the chariot-pole, And send a messenger to the harp-players. We'll find a level place among the woods, And dance awhile.

. Cuchulain, take the oath. There is none here that bid not have you take it.

. You'd have me take it? Are you of one mind?

. All, all, all, all!

. Do what the High King bids you.

. There is not one but dreads this turbulence Now that they’re settled men.