"I have seen him ere now," said Ket.

"I took a drove of cattle from him before his own house.

He put a spear through my shield and I flung it back and it tore out one of his eyes, and one-eyed he is to this day." Then Owen Mor sat down.
"Have ye any more to contest the pig with me ?" then said Ket.

"Thou hast not won it yet," said Moonremar, son of Gerrkind, rising up.

"Is that Moonremar ?" said Ket, "It is," they cried.
"It is but three days," said Ket, "since I was the last man who won renown of thee.