I often hear the sweet sound of his bow,
Seek out what man he is.’
One went and came.
‘He bade me let all know he gives his name
At the sword point, and bade me bring him one
Who had a like vow from our triple dun.’
‘I only of the Red Branch hosted now,’
Cuchulain cried, ‘have made and keep that vow.’
After short fighting in the leafy shade,
He spake to the young man, ‘Is there no maid