Teacher. That is a great wonder, not a word failed on him. But tell me, Conall astore, how did you learn that poem since?
Conall. When I was sleeping, just now, there came an old man to me, and I thought there was every colour that is in the rainbow upon him. And he took hold of my shirt, and he tore it; and then he opened my breast, and he put the poem within in my heart.
Old Man. It is God that sent that dream to you. I have no doubt you will not be hard to teach from this out.
Conall. And the man that came to me, I thought it was old Cormacin that was in it.
Fearall. Maybe it was Aongus Ceile Dé himself that was in it.
Aodh. Maybe Cormacin is Aongus.
Teacher. Are you Aongus Ceile Dé? I desire you in the name of God to tell me.
The Old Man (bowing his head). Oh, you have found it out now! Oh, I thought no one at all would ever know me. My grief that you have found me out!
Teacher (going on his knees). O holy Aongus, forgive me; give me your blessing. O holy man, give your blessing to these children. (The children fall on their knees round him.)
The Old Man (stretching out his hand). The blessing of God on you. The blessing of Christ and His Holy Mother on you. My own blessing on you.