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The Metrical Dindshenchas (Author: [unknown])
poem/story 44
BENN CODAIL
- Bear me in mind the story of Codal, honoured here beyond hosts famed for prowess: why is it known to the death-dealing arraythe unsullied name of round-breasted Codal?
- Codal the round-breasted reared the virgin Erin, rich in steeds; here, on the swelling hill, thou seest him with a lasting vesture covering his breast.
- Growing as grew the woman, warlike Erin, born among arms, so gloriously grew the hill above earth's bright surface:
- Till she said to her fosterer in her vigour unabated: The wind hath pierced us, the cheering sun hath scorched us, the mountain is rising above Erin!
- Had not the woman noticed the hill growing and gaining, the far-seen peak of yellow-sided Codal would stand above all Erin.
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- In the day that the High King of Brena and Boand shall eat the food thereof, Codal's fosterling shall be a guard for the King of Temair in every conflict he has chosen.
- Codal of the chariots and the stout sword was buried there afterwards in the blue hill of green boughs: so the story runs.