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Who shall sing of the heroes of Ana?
Who shall praise them and
honor the gods?
I sing as the bards in the duns sang of old.
I
sing of the honor that comes to our land.
First hear of Cian,
Lugh Lamfada's father.
He bearded wild Balor his daughter to win.
And of his son, 'Mildanach, head of our tribe.
His was the feat
that brought Tuath together.
Who followed Lugh? CuChullain so
brave.
Foster-son, well loved of Emer, heroic champion.
Now jump
the water, our tribe see begun.
Fox our wise leader decreeing these
games.
First winner Strider, stalwart great pine.
Followed
by Derek, as tall and as fine.
Showing his boldness, twice has he
led,
Hero and champion, come to our aid.
Who is this great
one, and who loves him sweet?
The tall son of Red, fond husband of
Lisa.
And quick coming after, in prowess close crowding,
Michael
the lithe one and Lori so proud.
Three heroes behold now, and
chieftain among us,
And fair be the judgement- all are our heroes.
So toast to the gods now, who granted this greatness,
And praise
to the feats that shall honor our tribe.
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