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Which would wrench the sea skerries from the rocks.—

The lively, shielded, powerful horses;—

So mettlesome, so active, so clear-shining;—

Like the talon of an eagle ’gainst a fierce beast;

Which are called the beautiful Large-Gray—

The fond, large Meactroigh.

ANCIENT ERSE

“What do we see in that chariot?”

We see in that chariot,

The horses; which are white-headed, white-hoofed,

slender-legged,

Fine-haired, sturdy, imperious;

Satin-bannered, wide-chested;

Small-aged, small-haired, small-eared;

Large-hearted, large-shaped, large-nostriled;

Slender-waisted, long-bodied,—and they are foal-like;

Handsome, playful, brilliant, wild-leaping;

Which are called the Dubh-Seimhlinn.

“Who sits in that chariot?”

He who sits in that chariot,

Is the warrior, able, powerful, well-worded,

Polished, brilliant, very graceful.—

There are seven sights on his eye;

And we think that that is good vision to him;

There are six bony, fat fingers,

On each hand that comes from his shoulder;

There are seven kinds of fair hair on his head;—