“I am glad of that welcome,” said Tadg; “and tell me now, woman of sweet words,” he said, “what is that royal dun on the hill, having walls of white marble around it?” “That is the dun of the royal line of the kings of Ireland, from Heremon, son of Miled, to Conn of the Hundred Battles, that was the last to go into it.” “What is the name of this country?” Tadg said then. “It is Inislocha, the Lake Island,” she said, “and there are two kings over it, Rudrach and Dergcroche, sons of Bodb.” And then she told Tadg the whole story of Ireland, to the time of the coming of the Sons of the Gael. “That is well,” said Tadg then, “and you have good knowledge and learning. And tell me now,” he said, “who is living in that middle dun that has the colour of gold?” “It is not myself will tell you that,” she said, “but go on to it yourself and you will get knowledge of it.” And with that she went from them into the dun of white marble.
Tadg and his men went on then till they came to the middle dun, and there they found a queen of beautiful shape, and she wearing a golden dress. “Health to you, Tadg,” she said. “I thank you for that,” said Tadg. “It is a long time your coming on this journey was foretold,” she said. “What is your name?” he asked then. “I am Cesair,” she said, “the first that ever reached Ireland. But since I and the men that were with me came out of that dark, unquiet land, we are living for ever in this country.”
“Tell me, woman,” said Tadg, “who is it lives in that dun having a wall of gold about it?” “It is not hard to tell that,” she said, “every king, and every chief man, and every noble person that was in a high place of all those that had power in Ireland, it is in that dun beyond they are; Parthalon and Nemed, Firbolgs and Tuatha de Danaan.” “It is good knowledge and learning you have,” said Tadg. “Indeed I have good knowledge of the history of the world,” she said, “and this island,” she said, “is the fourth paradise of the world; and as to the others, they are Inis Daleb to the south, and Inis Ercandra to the north, and Adam’s Paradise in the east of the world.” “Who is there living in that dun with the silver walls?” said Tadg then. “I will not tell you that, although I have knowledge of it,” said the woman; “but go to the beautiful hill where it is, and you will get knowledge of it.”
They went on then to the third hill, and on the top of the hill was a very beautiful resting-place, and two sweethearts there, a boy and a girl, comely and gentle. Smooth hair they had, shining like gold, and beautiful green clothes of the one sort, and any one would think them to have had the same father and mother. Gold chains they had around their necks, and bands of gold above those again. And Tadg spoke to them: “O bright, comely children,” he said, “it is a pleasant place you have here.” And they answered him back, and they were praising his courage and his strength and his wisdom, and they gave him their blessing.