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The Metrical Dindshenchas (Author: [unknown])
poem 82
Ceis Choraind
- Here abode gentle Corand
playing on the harp it was goodly riches:
Corand white of skin was a poet
in the service of Diancecht, giver of sound limbs.
- 5] The Tuatha De (excellent name) bestowed
land in fee, for his goodly music,
on Corand of the soothing strains:
for his knowledge he deserves high esteem.
- Here abode the wayward man
10] plying no fierce vocation and no sinister art;
it was a home of guests and of plenty,
when the noble man dwelt here.
- When Caelcheis was driven abroad,
the savage nursling of Derbrenn,
15] fleeing from the hounds of Connacht, at no tardy pace,
her way brought her to Corand.
- Each man took his fellow's hand
round the swine, right eagerly,
and the sturdy sow was slain:
20] not
[...]
was the combat's close.
- Ceis Choraind, where hundreds gather,
was thenceforth the name of the place of mighty herds,
since the swine was slain yonder unlamented
here in the land where Corand abode.
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