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  The Destruction of Dá Derga’s Hostel.
The Harvard Classics.  1909–14.
The Room of the King’s Guardsmen
  “I beheld nine men in a room there in front of the same room. Fair yellow manes upon them: short aprons they wore and spotted capes: they carried smiting shields. An ivory-hilted sword in the hand of each of them, and whoever enters the house they essay to smite him with the swords. No one dares to go to the room of the King without their consent. Liken thou that, O Fer rogain!”  1
  “Easy for me is that. Three Mochmatnechs of Meath, three Buageltachs of Bregia, three Sostachs of Sliab Fuait, the nine guardsmen of that King. Nine decads will fall by them in their first conflict, etc. Woe to him that shall wreak the Destruction because of them only!”  2
  “Ye cannot,” says Ingcél. “Clouds of weakness,” etc. “And whom sawest thou then?”  3

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