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Cath Maige Tuired: The Second Battle of Mag Tuired (Author: [unknown])

section 39

On one occasion the poet came to the house of Bres seeking hospitality (that is, Coirpre son of Étain, the poet of the Túatha Dé). He entered a narrow, black, dark little house; and there was neither fire nor furniture nor bedding in it. Three small cakes were brought to him on a little dish—and they were dry. The next day he arose, and he was not thankful. As he went across the yard he said,

    1. Without food quickly on a dish,
      Without cow's milk on which a calf grows,
      Without a man's habitation after darkness remains,
      Without paying a company of storytellers—let that be Bres's condition.
‘Bres's prosperity no longer exists,’ he said, and that was true. There was only blight on him from that hour; and that is the first satire that was made in Ireland.