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Rh We walked apart like two who were estranged

Because I loved you not, now all is changed."

And he who loved her always called her name

And said: 'You do not love me, 'tis your tongue

Talks in the dusk; you love the blazing gold

Won in the battles, and the soldier's fame.

You love the stories that are often told

By poets in the hall." Then Maeve arose

And sought her daughter Findebar: "O, child,

Go tell your father that my love went wild

With all my wars in youth, and say that now

I love him stronger than I hate my foes...."

And Findebar unto her father sped

And touched him gently on the rugged brow,

And knew by the cold touch that he was dead.