Heroic Romances of Ireland — Volume 2 by Arthur Herbert Leahy
page 38 of 177 (21%)
page 38 of 177 (21%)
![]() | ![]() |
|
|
But not then could the ring be delivered:
For afar in my chamber it lay: Till she gave me the sword in the river, We met not again on that day. 'Twas then I saw thee open My purse, and take the ring: I watched, and towards the water That gem I saw thee fling: I saw the salmon leaping, The ring it caught, and sank: I came behind, and seized it; And brought the fish to bank. Then I wrapped it up close in my mantle; And 'twas hid from inquisitive eyes; And in Finnabar's hand have I placed it: And now there on the platter it lies!" Now all who this or that would know To ask, and praise began: Said Finnabar, "I'll never throw My thoughts on other man!" Now hear her word," her parents cried, "And plight to her thy troth, And when for Cualgne's[FN#13] kine we ride Do thou redeem thine oath. |
|


