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 Conor lay one night in Eman, Heavy sleep had wrapped his frame, Something rose to view, a woman Towards his couch of slumber came.

Red her robe, with gold embroidered, Far from mean her garments were, And a golden crown was shining On her silken, braided hair.

Thus the noble dame addressed him, "Conor! good's the sign I bring! Honour and good luck in all things Wait for thee, illustrious king."

"Tell me what the future brings me," Thus spoke Nessa's royal son, "Glorious lady, tell the moment When the strife shall be begun."

"Seven years hence thy forces gather, Wives and boys the ranks fill full; Then shall glory slay them, fighting For the Dun—for Cualgne's Bull."