#bres

"Lug said to Bres, ‘That does not save you; you have no power over their age or their calving, even if you control their milk.’

Bres said, ‘Máeltne has given bitter alarms!’

‘Is there anything else which will save you, Bres?’ said Lug. ‘There is indeed. Tell your lawyer they will reap a harvest every quarter in return for sparing me.’

Lug said to Máeltne, ‘Shall Bres be spared for giving the men of Ireland a harvest of grain every quarter?’

‘This has suited us,’ said Máeltne. ‘Spring for ploughing and sowing, and the beginning of summer for maturing the strength of the grain, and the beginning of autumn for the full ripeness of the grain, and for reaping it. Winter for consuming it.’

‘That does not save you,’ said Lug to Bres. ‘Máeltne has given bitter alarms,’ said he.

‘Less rescues you,’ said Lug. ‘What?’ asked Bres.

‘How shall the men of Ireland plough? How shall they sow? How shall they reap? If you make known these things, you will be saved.’ ‘Say to them, on Tuesday their ploughing; on Tuesday their sowing seed in the field; on Tuesday their reaping.’

So through that device Bres was released."

-"Cath Maige Tuired, The Second Battle of Mag Tuired," translated by Elizabeth A. Gray