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Queen Maeve

Loose Lips

Oh those fools of no schools, all swords and big mouths Who stand as not planned and boast and drunkenly shout It …

In the Shadow of Cairn Hill

Are they true the old tales, that he who slay Queen Maeve, Neath one of these cairns in death enjoys sleep? That …

Idle Thoughts While Walking in Sligo

There is little in lapping waves here where I walk, And mountains tall loom over houses, Neath a grey sky that fortells …

Maedb’s Seduction

Tell the man that I am as he knows me to be And he can know as he desires all he desires …

Maedb Desires A Bull

All I have, has my husband, and a lot has he As have I, but yet my husband has more than me …

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