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W. 389. On the first stage the hosts went ¹from Cruachan,¹ they slept the night at Cul Silinne, ²where to-day is Cargin's Lough.² And ³in that place³ was fixed the tent of Ailill son of Ross, ⁴and the trappings were arranged, both bedding and bed-clothes.⁴ The tent of Fergus macRoig was on his right hand; Cormac Conlongas, Conchobar's son, was beside him; Ith macEtgaith next to that; Fiachu macFiraba, ⁵the son of Conchobar's daughter,⁵ at its side; ⁶Conall Cernach at its side,⁶ Gobnenn macLurnig at the side of that. The place of Ailill's tent was on the right on the march, and thirty hundred men of Ulster beside him. And the thirty hundred men of Ulster on his right hand had he to the end that the whispered talk and conversation and the choice supplies of food and of drink might be the nearer to them.

Medb of Cruachan, ⁷daughter of Eocho Fedlech,⁷ moreover, was at Ailill's left. Finnabair ('Fairbrow'), ⁸daughter of Ailill and Medb,⁸ at her side, ⁹besides servants and henchmen.⁹ Next, Flidais Foltchain ('of the Lovely Hair'), wife first of Ailill Finn ('the Fair'). She took part in the Cow-spoil of Cualnge after she had slept with Fergus; and she it was that every seventh night brought sustenance W. 404. in milk to the men of Erin on the march, for king and queen and prince and poet and pupil.

Medb remained in the rear of the host that day in quest of tidings and augury ^*LL. fo. 57a. and knowledge. ¹She called to her charioteer to get ready her nine chariots for her,^{1 2}to make a circuit of the camp² that she might learn who was loath and who eager to take part in the hosting. ³With nine chariots^a she was wont to travel, that the dust of the great host might not soil her.³ Medb suffered not her chariot to be let down nor her horses unyoked until she had made a circuit of the camp.

Then, ⁴when she had reviewed the host,⁴ were Medb's horses unyoked and her chariots let down, and she took her place beside Ailill macMata. And Ailill asked tidings of Medb: who was eager and who was loath for the warfare. "Futile for all is the emprise but for one troop only, ⁵namely the division of the Galian ('of Leinster'),"⁵ quoth Medb. ⁶"Why blamest thou these men?" queried Ailill. "It is not that we blame them," Medb made answer.⁶ "What good service then have these done that they are praised above all?" asked Ailill. "There is reason to praise them," said Medb. ⁷"Splendid are the warriors.⁷ When the others begin making their pens and pitching their camp, these have finished building their bothies and huts. When the rest are building their bothies and huts, these have finished preparing their food and drink. When the rest are preparing their food and drink, these have finished eating and feasting, ⁸and their harps are playing for them.⁸ When all the others have finished eating and feasting, these are by that W. 422. time asleep. And even as their servants and thralls are distinguished above the servants and thralls of the men of Erin, so shall their heroes and champions be distinguished beyond the heroes and champions of the men of Erin this time on this hosting. ¹It is folly then for these to go, since it is those others will enjoy the victory of the host.¹" "So much the better, I trow," replied Ailill; "for it is with us they go and it is for us they fight." "They shall not go with us nor shall they fight for us." ²cried Medb.² "Let them stay at home then," said Ailill. "Stay they shall not," answered Medb. "³They will fall on us in the rear and will seize our land against us.³" "What shall they do then," Finnabair^a asked, "if they go not out nor yet remain at home?" "Death and destruction and slaughter is what I desire for them," answered Medb. "For shame then on thy speech," spake Ailill; "⁴'tis a woman's advice,⁴ for that they pitch their tents and make their pens so promptly and unwearily." "By the truth of my conscience," cried Fergus, ⁵"not thus shall it happen, for they are allies of us men of Ulster.⁵ No one shall do them to death but he that does death to myself ⁶along with them!"⁶

"Not to me oughtest thou thus to speak, O Fergus," then cried Medb, "for I have hosts enough to slay and slaughter thee with the division of Leinstermen round thee. For there are the seven Manè, ⁷that is, my seven sons⁷ with their seven divisions, and the sons of Maga with their ⁸seven⁸ divisions, and Ailill with his division, and I myself with my own body-guard besides. We are strong enough here to kill and slaughter thee with thy cantred of the Leinstermen round thee!"

"It befits thee not thus to speak to me," said Fergus, W. 439. "for I have with me here ¹in alliance with us Ulstermen,¹ the seven Under-kings of Munster, with their seven cantreds. ²Here we have what is best of the youths of Ulster, even the division of the Black Banishment.² Here we have what is best of the noble youths of Ulster, even the division of the Galian ('of Leinster'). Furthermore, I myself am bond and surety and guarantee for them, since ever they left their own native land. ³I will give thee battle in the midst of the camp,³ and to me will they hold steadfast on the day of battle. More than all that," added Fergus, "these men shall be no subject of dispute. By that I mean I will never forsake them. ⁴For the rest, we will care for these warriors, to the end that they get not the upper hand of the host.

"The number of our force is seventeen cantreds, besides our rabble and our women-folk—for with each king was his queen in Medb's company—and our striplings; the eighteenth division is namely the cantred of the Galian.⁴ This division of Leinstermen I will distribute among ⁵all the host of⁵ the men of Erin in such wise that no five men of them shall be in any one place." "That pleaseth me well," said Medb: "let them be as they may, if only they be not in the battle-order of the ranks where they now are in such great force."

Forthwith Fergus distributed the cantred ⁶of the Galian⁶ among the men of Erin in such wise that there were not five men of them in any one place.

^*LL. fo. 57b. Thereupon, the troops set out on their way and march. It was no easy thing ⁷for their kings and their leaders⁷ to attend to that mighty host. They took part in the expedition W. 453. according to the several tribes and according to the several stems and the several districts wherewith they had come, to the end that they might see one other and know one other, that each man might be with his comrades and with his friends and with his kinsfolk on the march. They declared that in such wise they should go. They also took counsel in what manner they should proceed on their hosting. Thus they declared they should proceed: Each host with its king, each troop with its lord, and each band with its captain; each king and each prince of the men of Erin ¹by a separate route¹ on his halting height apart. They took counsel who was most proper to seek tidings in advance of the host between the two provinces. And they said it was Fergus, inasmuch as the expedition was an obligatory one with him, for it was he that had been seven years in the kingship of Ulster. And ²after Conchobar had usurped the kingship and² after the murder of the sons of Usnech who were under his protection and surety, Fergus left the Ultonians, and for seventeen years he was away from Ulster in exile and in enmity. For that reason it was fitting that he above all should go after tidings.

So ³the lead of the way was entrusted to Fergus.³ Fergus before all fared forth to seek tidings, and a feeling of ⁴love and⁴ affection for his kindred of the men of Ulster came over him, and he led the troops astray in a great circuit to the north and the south. And he despatched messengers with warnings to the Ulstermen, ⁵who were at that time in their 'Pains' except Cuchulain and his father Sualtaim.⁵ And he began to detain and delay the host ⁶until such time as the men of Ulster should have gathered together an army.^{6 7}Because of affection he did so.⁷

W. 472. Medb perceived this and she upbraided him for it, and chanted the lay:—

Medb:

"Fergus, speak, what shall we say?

What may mean this devious way?

For we wander north and south;

Over other lands we stray!"

Fergus:

"Medb, why art thou so perturbed?

There's no treacherous purpose here.

Ulster's land it is, O queen,

Over which I've led thy host!"

Medb:

"Ailill, splendid with his hosts,

¹Fears thee lest thou should'st betray.¹

Thou hast not bent all thy mind

To direct us on our way!"

Fergus:

"Not to bring the host to harm

Make these changing circuits I.

Haply could I now avoid

Sualtach's son, the Blacksmith's Hound!"^a

Medb:

"Ill of thee to wrong our host,

Fergus, son of Ross the Red;

Much good hast thou found with us,

Fergus, in thy banishment!"

"²If thou showest our foemen love,

No more shalt thou lead our troops;

Haply someone else we'll find

To direct us on our way!²"

"I will be in the van of the troops no longer," cried Fergus; "but do thou find another to go before them." For all that, Fergus kept his place in the van of the troops.

The four mighty provinces of Erin passed that night on Cul Silinne. The sharp, keen-edged anxiety for Cuchulain came upon Fergus and he warned the men of Erin to be on their guard, because there would come upon them the rapacious lion, and the doom of foes, the vanquisher of multitudes, and the chief of retainers, the mangler of great hosts, the hand that dispenseth ³treasures,³ and the flaming W. 502. torch, even Cuchulain son of Sualtaim.^a And thus he foreshowed him and chanted a lay, and Medb responded:—

Fergus:

"Well for ye to heed and watch,

With array of arms and men.

He will come, the one we fear,

Murthemne's great, deedful youth!"

Medb:LL. fo. 58a.

"How so dear, this battle-rede,

Comes from thee, ^* Roig's son most bold.

Men and arms have I enough

To attend Cuchulain here!"

Fergus:

"Thou shalt need them, Medb of Ai,

Men and arms for battle hard,

With the grey steed's^b horseman brave.

All the night and all the day!"

Medb:

"I have kept here in reserve

Heroes fit for fight and spoil;

Thirty hundred hostage-chiefs,

Leinster's bravest champions they.

Fighting men from Cruachan fair,

Braves from clear-streamed Luachair,

Four full realms of goodly Gaels

Will defend me from this man!"

Fergus:

"Rich in troops from Mourne and Bann,

Blood he'll draw o'er shafts of spears;

He will cast to mire and sand

These three thousand Leinstermen.

With the swallow's swiftest speed,

With the rush of biting wind,

So bounds on my dear brave Hound,

Breathing slaughter on his foes!"

Medb:

"Fergus, should he come 'tween us,

To Cuchulain bear this word:

He were prudent to stay still;

Cruachan holds a check in store."

Fergus:

"Valiant will the slaughter be

Badb's wild daughter^c gloats upon.

For the Blacksmith's Hound will spill

Showers of blood on hosts of men!"

W. 540. After this lay the men of the four grand provinces of Erin marched ¹on the morrow¹ over Moin Coltna ('the Marsh of Coltain') eastwards that day; and there met them eight score deer ²in a single herd.² The troops spread out and surrounded and killed them so that none of them escaped.

But there is one event to add: Although the division of the Galian had been dispersed ³among the men of Erin,^{3 4}wherever there was a man of the Galian, it was he that got them, except⁴ five deer only which was the men of Erin's share thereof, so that one division took all the eight score deer.

⁵Then they proceed to Mag Trega and they unyoke there and prepare their food. It is said that it is there that Dubthach recited this stave:—