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When I look in her eyes I am tormented because I am not looking at her lips, and when I see her lips my soul cries out, 'Look at her eyes, look at her eyes." "That is how it happens," said Goll rememberingly. "That way and no other," Caelte agreed. And the champions looked backwards in time on these lips and those, and knew their Chief would go.
It was a hard and a tricky fight, and Goll won it by bravery and strategy and great good luck; for with one shrewd slice of his blade he carved two of these mighty termagants into equal halves, so that there were noses and whiskers to his right hand and knees and toes to his left: and that stroke was known afterwards as one of the three great sword-strokes of Ireland.
There is, however, this to be added and remembered, that whenever Fionn was in a tight corner it was Goll that plucked him out of it; and, later on, when time did his worst on them all and the Fianna were sent to hell as unbelievers, it was Goll mac Morna who assaulted hell, with a chain in his great fist and three iron balls swinging from it, and it was he who attacked the hosts of great devils and brought Fionn and the Fianna-Finn out with him.
But perhaps it was suppressed out of delicacy for Fionn, for if Goll could be accused of ostentation, Fionn was open to the uglier charge of jealousy. It was, nevertheless, Goll's forward and impish temper which commenced the brawl, and the verdict of time must be to exonerate Fionn and to let the blame go where it is merited.
But he would not stay. "By my hand," he cried, "I must go. She will be looking for me from the window." "That will happen indeed," Goll admitted. "That will happen," cried Fionn. "And when she sees me far out on the plain, she will run through the great gate to meet me." "It would be the queer wife would neglect that run," Cona'n growled.
Goll could do a thing that would be hard for another person, and he could do it so beautifully that he was not diminished by any action. "Here is my hand," said Goll. And he twinkled at the stern, young eyes that gazed on him as he made his submission. There are people who do not like dogs a bit they are usually women but in this story there is a man who did not like dogs. In fact, he hated them.
He bound Iollan to return the lady if there should be occasion to think her unhappy, and Iollan agreed to do so. The sureties to this bargain were Caelte mac Ronan, Goll mac Morna, and Lugaidh. Lugaidh himself gave the bride away, but it was not a pleasant ceremony for him, because he also was in love with the lady, and he would have preferred keeping her to giving her away.
"I require, nevertheless," Goll continued, "that Fergus should swear before the Court, by his gods, that he will do justice between us." Fergus was accordingly sworn, and gave his evidence.
The king and his son also agreed, and the decision was imparted to the Fianna. "One must abide by a judgement," said Fionn. "Do you abide by it?" Goll demanded. "I do," said Fionn. Goll and Fionn then kissed each other, and thus peace was made. For, notwithstanding the endless bicker of these two heroes, they loved each other well.
"Continue," said Fionn, and he held Goll's eye under the great beetle of his brow. "I went into Britain," said Goll, "and your father followed me there. Your father banished me thence also." "I know it," said Fionn. "I went into the land of the Saxons and your father chased me out of that land.
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