Which marksmen from the crest directed well
’Gainst our advancing men, but none its tale could tell.
XX.
The word is given, and swift our heroes climb
The mountain, Nial first their steps to guide.
A pine-wood’s gained far up in quickest time—
They breathe a moment—with disdainful pride
Doth Nial dash each shadowing branch aside,
And forward rush, exclaiming, “On men, on!”
His gallant followers scorn secure to bide