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Thus Angus Og sang in the cave, and ere he had ceased Caitilin Ni Murrachu withdrew herself from the arms of her desires. But so strong was the hold of Pan upon her that when she was free her body bore the marks of his grip, and many days passed away before these marks faded.
We shall greet Happiness by multitudes, but we can only greet Him by starry systems and a universal love. She was so thinking when Angus Og came to her from the fields. The god was very radiant, smiling like the young morn when the buds awake, and to his lips song came instead of speech. "My beloved," said he, "we will go on a journey today." "My delight is where you go," said Caitilin.
But Pan only said, "Can a spear divine the Eternal Will?" and Angus Og put his weapon aside, and he said: "The girl will choose between us, for the Divine Mood shines in the heart of man." Then Caitilin Ni Murrachu came forward and sat between the gods, but Pan stretched out his hand and drew her to him, so that she sat resting against his shoulder and his arm was about her body.
"It would not," said the Philosopher. "No matter," said Meehawl. "What I came about was my young daughter Caitilin. Sight or light of her I haven't had for three days.
"Do you tell me so?" said Meehawl. "I do," said the Philosopher, "and for this reason-most of the races of the world have at one time or another " "It's my little daughter, Caitilin, sir," said Meehawl. "I'm attending to her," the Philosopher replied. "I thank you kindly," returned Meehawl.
All people who have been rich for a long time, or who are rich from birth, live a great deal outside of their houses, and so they are always hungry and healthy." "Poor people have no time to be wise," said Caitilin. "They have time to be hungry," said Pan. "I ask no more of them." "My father is very wise," said Seumas Beg. "How do you know that, little boy?" said Pan.
Every person who is hungry is a good person, and every person who is not hungry is a bad person. It is better to be hungry than rich." Caitilin having supplied the children with food, seated herself in front of them. "I don't think that is right," said she. "I have always been hungry, and it was never good."
CAITILIN NI MURRACHU sat alone in the Brugh of Angus much as she had sat on the hillside and in the cave of Pan, and again she was thinking. She was happy now. There was nothing more she could desire, for all that the earth contained or the mind could describe was hers. Her thoughts were no longer those shy, subterranean gropings which elude the hand and the understanding.
"The greatest thing in the world," said Angus Og, "is the Divine Imagination." "Now," said Pan, "we know all the greatest things and we can talk of them." "The daughter of Murrachu," continued Angus Og, "has told us what you think and what her father thinks, but she has not told us what she thinks herself. Tell us, Caitilin Ni Murrachu, what you think is the greatest thing in the world."
"When I came last night," said the Philosopher, "from the place of Angus Og in the Caste of the Sleepers I was bidden say to one named MacCushin that a son would be born to Angus Og and his wife, Caitilin, and that the sleepers of Erinn had turned in their slumbers." The boy regarded him steadfastly. "I know," said he, "why Angus Og sent me that message.
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