“Then you are the green life of a tree?”
“I am the green life of a tree.”
“And these?”
“They are as I am.”
“I see those that are men and those that are women, and their offspring too I see.”
“And some are crowned with pale flowers.”
“They love.”
“And hast thou no crown, Deòin, who art so fair?”
“Neither hast thou, Cathal, though thy face is fair. Thy body I cannot see, because thou hast a husk about thee.”