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Conor, many a field who gaineth, Chief of Ulster's lords in fight, Rage and fury naught restraineth Till he sack Glenn Geirg to-night!

Why of Conor be affrighted? He will hardly win the glen! Gerg, to Mani's power united, Is enough for Conor's men.

Mani is of noble figure, Lofty courage fires his mind; Yet too small to-night his vigour In the glen the war shall find.

Well, if Mani More is dying, Death shall rage through vanquished hosts; Connaught raises heroes, vieing With the best that Eman boasts!