The maidens greeted the sons of Maev, and each by her lover stood; And then Morgor spoke:  “Into twain this herd of kine to divide were good, At the Briuin[FN#65] Ford should the hosts unite; too strait hath the path been made For so vast a herd”:  and to Morgor’s word they gave heed, and his speech obeyed.  Now it chanced that Regamon, the king, was far from his home that day, For he to the Corco Baiscinn land had gone, for a while to stay;

[FN#65] Pronounced Brewin.

With the Firbolg[FN#66] clans, in debate, he sat; and a cry as the raiders rode, Was behind him raised:  to the king came men, who the news of that plunder showed:  Then the king arose, and behind his foes he rode, and o’ertook their flight, And on Mani Morgor his host pressed hard, and they conquered his men in the fight.  “To unite our band,” thus Morgor cried, “fly hence, and our comrades find!  Call the warriors back from the cattle here, and leave the maids behind; Bid the maidens drive to our home the herd as far as the Croghan Fort, And to Ailill and Maev of our perilous plight let the maidens bear report.”  The maidens went to the Croghan Fort, to Maev with their news they pressed:  “Thy sons, O Maev, at the Briuin Ford are pent, and are sore distressed, And they pray thee to aid them with speed”:  and Maev her host for the war prepared, With Ailill the warriors of Connaught came; and Fergus beside them fared, And the exiles came, who the Ulster name still bore, and towards that Ford All that host made speed, that their friends in need might escape from the vengeful sword.

[FN#66] Pronounced Feer-bol.

Now Ailill’s sons, in the pass of that Ford, had hurdles strongly set:  And Regamon failed through the ford to win, ere Ailill’s troops were met:  Of white-thorn and of black-thorn boughs were the hurdles roughly framed, And thence the name of the ford first came, that the Hurdle Ford is named;

For, where the O’Feara[FN#67] Aidne folk now dwell, can ye plainly see
In the land of Beara[FN#68] the Less, that Ford, yet called Ath[FN#69]
Clee Maaree,
In the north doth it stand; and the Connaught land divideth from
Corcomroe;
And thither, with Regamon’s troops to fight, did Ailill’s army go.

[FN#67] Pronounced O’Fayra Ain-ye.

[FN#68] Pronounced Bayra.

[FN#69] Spelt Ath Cliath Medraidi.  Ath is pronounced like Ah.

Then a truce they made; to the youths, that Raid who designed, they gave back their lives; And the maidens fair all pardoned were, who had fled with the youths, as wives, Who had gone with the herd, by the maids conferred on the men who the kine had gained:  But the kine, restored to their rightful lord, in Regamon’s hands remained; The maiden band in the Connaught land remained with the sons of Maev; And a score of cows to each maiden’s spouse the maidens’ father gave:  As his daughters’ dower, did their father’s power his right in the cows resign, That the men might be fed of Ireland, led on the Raid for the Cualgne[FN#70] Kine.  This tale, as the Tain bo Regamon, is known in the Irish tongue; And this lay they make, when the harp they wake, ere the Cualgne Raid be sung.