And Medb said: "For our army, Fedelm, what lies ahead?" Fedelm replied: "I see it crimson, I see it red." Then the young woman chanted this verse:
"I see a forceful blond man, on whom victories are built. A fierce light springs from his head, wounds hang on him like a belt.
Seven jewels play about the stark pupil of each eye. His sharp teeth are unsheathed. He wears a shirt of crimson dye.
His features are beautiful, his form pleasing to women- deadly handsome and youthful, in battle like a dragon.
Blood spurts from soldiers' bodies, released by this hero's hand. He kills on sight, scattering Deda's followers and clan. Women wail at the corpse-mound because of him- the Forge-Hound." The Táin Bó Cúailnge, Ireland, 7th century recording









