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Interlude
"Ochone
Heisgonefrommethesonofmymind
AndheinhisgoldenyouthlikeAngusOge
Angusofthebrightbirds
AndhismindstrongandsubtlelikethemindofCuchulinon
Muirtheme.
Awirrasthrue
HisbrowisaswhiteasthemilkofthecowsofMaeve
Andhischeekslikethecherriesofthetree
AnditbendingdowntoMaryandshefeedingtheSonofGod.
AveeliaVrone
HishairislikethegoldencollaroftheKingsatTara
AndhiseyeslikethefourgrayseasofErin.
Andtheysweptwiththemistsofrain.
MavronegoGudyo
Hetobeinthejoyfulandredbattle
Amongstthechieftainsandtheydoinggreatdeedsofvalor
Hislifetogofromhim
Itisthechordsofmyownsoulwouldbeloosed.
AVichDeelish
Myheartisintheheartofmyson
Andmylifeisinhislifesurely
Amancanbetwiceyoung
Inthelifeofhissonsonly.
JiaduVahaAlanav
MaytheSonofGodbeabovehimandbeneathhim,beforehimand
behindhim
MaytheKingoftheelementscastamistovertheeyesofthe
KingofForeign,
MaytheQueenoftheGracesleadhimbythehandthewayhecan
gothroughthemidstofhisenemiesandtheynotseeinghim
MayPatrickoftheGaelandCollumboftheChurchesandthefive
thousandSaintsofErinbebetterthanashieldtohim
Andhegotintothefight.
OchOchone."
Amory—Amory—Ifeel,somehow,thatthisisall;oneorbothofusisnotgoingtolastoutthiswar....I’vebeentryingtotellyouhowmuchthisreincarnationofmyselfinyouhasmeantinthelastfewyears...curiouslyalikeweare...curiouslyunlike.
