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Updated: June 5, 2025
"It was for a benefit to you that I came back," said Morag. "I shall ask one of you to do a thing for me. You, Baun, sing for the foster-daughters of the King. Before they sleep to-night ask them to tell the Queen that Morag has returned, and has a thing to give her." "I shall try to remember that, Morag," said Baun.
Give her this gift from me when you have welcomed her." "That I will do, Morag, my heart," said Flann. The Spae-Woman came in and kissed Morag good-by and said the charm for a journey over her. May my Silver- Shielded Magian Shed all lights Across your path. Then Morag put the Little Red Hen under her arm and started out.
And Art was well pleased, and he and Gilveen left the Castle to be married. Then the day came when Fedelma and the King of Ireland's Son, and Morag and Flann were married. They were plighted to each other in the Circle of Stones by the Druids who invoked upon them the powers of the Sun, the Moon, the Earth, and the Air.
From that day to this Morag nor Flann ever saw sight of the Pooka and his big, black, snorting and foaming horse. "Dost thou know where we are, my Little Red Hen?" said Morag when the sun was in the sky again. "There are things I know and things I don't know," said the Little Red Hen, "but I know we are near the place we started from."
The cock is aloft with his crest: The barn-owl comes from her quest She fixes an eye upon me And frightens away my rest When sleep would settle on me Like the wild bird down on its nest. Flann watched all the Little Red Hen did. He saw her put her head on one side and look down for a while at a certain herb that grew near the ground. Flann plucked that herb and brought it to Morag.
And the favor that Morag named was marriages for her foster-sisters with the two youths they loved, Downal and Dermott from the court of the King of Ireland. The Queen, when she heard this, brought fine clothes out of her chests and gave them to Baun and Deelish. When they had dressed in these clothes the Queen made them known to the two youths.
He slept soundly, although he dreamed of the twenty-four yellow cats within, and the tremendous Bull of the Mound outside Crom Duv's Keep. This is how the days were spent in the house of Crom Duv. The Giant and his two servants, Flann and Morag, were out of their beds at the mouth of the day. Crom Duv sounded his horn and the Bull of the Mound bellowed an answer.
She asked her how she had fared and thereupon Morag put the Rowan Berry in the Queen's hand. She hastened to her own chamber and ate it, and her youth and beauty came back to her, and the King who had grown solitary, loved the Queen again. Then Morag came to great honor in the Castle and the Queen asked her to name the greatest favor she could think of.
"What is the secret?" said the Queen, laying her hands suddenly upon Gilveen's shoulders. "That I am his wife to be," said Gilveen. The Queen went to her son and said, "Dost thou not remember Morag, Flann, who gave the token that thou gavest me?" And Flann said, "Morag! I think the Spae-Woman spoke of her name in a story." "I am Flann's wife to be," said Gilveen, smiling in his face.
Morag came in, bringing a great dish of porridge. Crom Duv took up a wooden spoon and ate porridge out of vessel after vessel of milk. Then he shouted for his beer and Morag brought him vessel after vessel of beer. Crom Duv emptied one after the other..Then he shouted for his knife and when Morag brought it he began to sharpen it, singing a queer song to himself.
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