(continued from previous page)
Brave hearts through hosts of enemies have cut their way alone.
Foremost rides O’Brennan the young horseman of Dunroan.
And fainter still those heroe’s gather round a broken wall.
And feebler still the heroes strike as one by one they fall.
A single rider falls the last yet oer he ceased to breathe.
His murdered love was well avenged on the corn slopes of Meath._____________________
Máiréad Ní Huiteacháin