Callahan

 

Come to Limerick of the ships,
O Clan Eogan of the noble deeds!
Around the gentle Ceallachan,
To Limerick of the riveted stones.

Defend your own beloved land,
O descendants of Ailill dear!
In the battle of Limerick of the swift ships.
Set Munster of the great tribes free!

Defend Cellachan valiantly,
The king of your country, the noble of your host!
Do not leave the van of battle to him
Against the usurpers!

Then arose the seventeen tribes right readily in order to make Cellachan king.
And they set up his "gairm rig" [i. e. they proclaimed him king] and gave thanks
to the true, magnificent God for having found him. These nobles came to Cellachan
and put their hands in his hand and placed the royal diadem round his head, and
their spirits were raised at the grand sight of him. For he was a king for great
stature, and a brehon for eloquence, and a learned saga-man for knowledge, and a
lion for daring deeds.