Now Moríath was on the hosting. She did not deem it honourable to put her fingers into her ears at her own music, so that she lay asleep for three days, no one daring to move her. Whence said Flann Mac Lónain:7 ‘As great Moríath slept before the host of Morca — more than any tale — when Dind Ríg was sacked — course without a fight — when the hole-headed lute played a melody.’