"Nevertheless," said Conor, "it is a certain thing that, even if we hold back from the war, the Raid of which she hath spoken shall be accomplished."
"Take counsel with Cathba," said Mugain, "and the counsel that he giveth to thee, let that be what thou shalt follow."
Upon that Conor spoke to Cathba on the matter, desiring him to give him a prophetic reply. And he made thereon the first lines of a poem, and Cathba replied to him, and the poem runs as follows:—
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Conor.
Cathba,[1] speak! my mind is troubled
Let thine art the clouds dispel;
What destruction hangs before me,
Eman's Druid, Cathba, tell!
Cathba.
Conor, stately king of Ulster,
As the lord of heroes known!
Many men shall fall in battle.
This was by your vision shown
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- ↑ Pronounced Cáh-ba.
