There were ten bowls full bright for drink, where Finn did dine,
Ten horns of gold, and ten blue flagons of good wine.
How goodly was that house! how grand the home of Finn!
Mean grudging hands, false lustful hearts, there ne’er had been.
Each man had equal rights among the mighty Féinn;
To emulate the King his followers were fain.
He was our chief renowned so far, so nobly good,
Who never to the meanest man was proud or rude.
None empty left his house, good, generous was he;
No gifts were e’er like his—gifts scattered wide and free.