The Ancient Irish Epic Tale Táin Bó Cúalnge

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When with Scathach we learned arms!"

Ferdiad:

"O Cuchulain, rich in feats,

Hard the trade we both have learned;

Treason hath o'ercome our love;

Thy first wounding hath been bought;

Think not of our friendship more,

Cua, it avails thee not!"

"Too long are we now in this way," quoth Ferdiad; "and what arms shall we resort to to-day, O Cuchulain?" "With thee is thy choice of weapons this day till night time," answered Cuchulain, "for thou art he that first didst reach the ford." "Rememberest thou at all," asked Ferdiad, "the choice deeds of arms we were wont to practise with Scathach and with Uathach and with Aifè?" "Indeed, and I do remember," answered Cuchulain. "If thou rememberest, let us begin [³]with them."[³]