Out of the fleeces of the sea. O! tell her

I was afraid, or tell her what you will.

No; tell her that I heard a raven croak

On the north side of the house, and was afraid.

CONCHUBAR.

Some witch of the air has troubled Cuchulain’s mind.

CUCHULAIN.

No witchcraft. His head is like a woman’s head

I had a fancy for.

CONCHUBAR.