But wherefore now?’
‘There is a man to die;
You have the heaviest arm under the sky.’
‘My father dwells among the sea-worn bands,
And breaks the ridge of battle with his hands.’
‘Nay, you are taller than Cuchulain, son.’
‘He is the mightiest man in ship or dun.’
‘Nay, he is old and sad with many wars,
And weary of the crash of battle cars.’
‘I only ask what way my journey lies,