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How the Clan Eoghanacht Got Their Name
From the sea they came open, not sneaking by stealth And they came for to parley, fosterage for wealth As silver was spied, and its wealth was understood And greed it brings war and also spilling of blood And so a son was given, so they'd not be harmed Or for harm to cause their hosts, who by him were charmed Was given three forts, within each a prophet dwell One called Fithecc, as were the other three as well There they lived neath the setting and the rising sun Stars danced the skies and maidens hearts were lost and won Until our friend bid one of the prophets to say What was to unfold in times after that day What the future that was to come for them did hold And an identical story by the others was told... A famine great was to strike in a mere three years The silver must be sold to keep away grief's tears And to buy much food the people hungry for to feed Coming times are to be tough, great is the need And this came to be and as the famine took hold Irish chiefs with armies strong came by force to hold A truce of just three days not to fight he did seek After which they could not attack, them being too weak Then the nobles he brought inside to a great feast The multitudes were fed with grain and slain beast In thanks they then made his son Alill as their king Praises of the generosity they did sing The name Eoghanacht was given as they did feed The name it meant the Family of the Good Deed.
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