“O grandson of Conn, O Cormac,” again asked Cairbre, “what are duties of a prince in the banqueting-house?”

“A prince on the Day of Spirits should light his lamps and welcome his guests with clapping of hands, offering comfortable seats; the cup-bearers should be active in distributing meat and drink.  Let there be moderation of music, short stories, a welcoming countenance, a greeting for the learned, pleasant conversation.  These are the duties of a prince and the arrangement of a banqueting-house.”

“O grandson of Conn, O Cormac, for what qualifications is a king elected over countries and tribes of people?”

“From the goodness of his shape and family, from his experience and wisdom, from his prudence and magnanimity, from his eloquence and bravery in battle, and from the number of his friends.”

“O grandson of Conn, O Cormac, what was thy deportment when a youth?”

“I was cheerful at the banquet of the House of Mead, I was fierce in battle, but vigilant and careful.  I was kind to friends, a physician to the sick, merciful to the weak, stern toward the headstrong.  Though possessed of knowledge, I loved silence.  Though strong, I was not overbearing.  Though young, I mocked not the old.  Though valiant, I was not vain.  When I spoke of one absent I praised and blamed him not, for by conduct like this are we known to be courteous and refined.”

“O grandson of Conn, O Cormac, what is good for me?”

“If thou attend to my command, thou wilt not scorn the old though thou art young, nor the poor though thou art well clad, nor the lame though thou art swift, nor the blind though thou seest, nor the weak though thou art strong, nor the ignorant though thou art wise.  Be not slothful, be not passionate, be not greedy, be not idle, be not jealous; for he who is so is hateful to God and man.”

“O grandson of Conn, O Cormac, I would know how to hold myself with the wise and the foolish, with friends and strangers, with old and young.”

“Be not too knowing or simple, too proud or inactive, too humble or haughty, talkative or too silent, timid or too severe.  For if thou art too knowing, thou wilt be mocked at and abused; if too simple, thou wilt be deceived; if proud, thou wilt be shunned; if too humble, thou wilt suffer; if talkative, thou wilt be thought foolish; if too severe, men will speak ill of thee; if timid, thy rights will suffer.”

“O grandson of Conn, O Cormac, how shall I discern the characters of women?”

“I know them, but I cannot describe them.  Their counsel is foolish, they are forgetful of love, most headstrong in their desires, fond of folly, prone to enter rashly into engagements, given to swearing, proud to be asked in marriage, tenacious of enmity, cheerless at the banquet, rejectors of reconciliation, prone to strife, of much garrulity.  Until evil be good, until hell be heaven, until the sun hide his light, until the stars of heaven fall, women will remain as we have declared.  Woe to him, my son, who desires or serves a bad woman, woe to him who has a bad wife.”