What is the account of thee, oh maiden? said Cuchulaind. Not hard to tell, truly, said the maiden, Tara of the women,11 the whitest of maidens, the
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of chastity, a prohibition which is not taken, a watchman who sees no one.12 A modest woman is a worm,13 a scaldcrow
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a rush which none come near.14 The daughter of a king, a flame of honour, a road that cannot be entered
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viz. I have champions that follow me to guard me from whoever will take me against their pleasure, without their and Forgall's knowledge of my act.