"It is a good fight Gerg made, that is lying here now, the fair–haired champion with the red sword; he that was proud, open–handed, brave, wise, beautiful.
"Where is there a better hero than Gerg? Where is the man that has not anger on him. Where is the army that does not keen for your death?
"It is grief to me to see you on your bed of death, O beautiful fair–haired Gerg! It is a pity for me, you to be dead.
"Before you here in Rath Ini, and at Loch Ane and at Irard, and in the valleys of the south, there were many women that gave you their love.
"You were the friend of every army; every one gave you full obedience; your friendly word was dear to every one; surely it is you were the good adviser.
"It is great indeed your deeds were, it is stately your assemblies were; you were a king
