And have portioned them all out!
"Fight on fight—though much I vowed,
I have kept my word in all.
For pure honour's sake I fight;
'Tis too much to fight alone!
"Vultures joyful at the breach
In Ailill's and in Medb's camp.
Mournful cries of woe are heard;
On Murthemne's plain is grief!
"Conchobar comes not out with help;