Versos English W. B. Yeats Cuchulain

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Cuchulain

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It has been given to none: that our rivalry might cease, We have turned that murderous cat into a cup of peace. I drank the first; and then Conall; give it to Laegaire now,

[CONALL gives Helmet to LAEGAIRE]

That it may purr in his hand and all of our servants know That since the ale went in, its claws went out of sight.