Showeth.

The SONG of AMERGIN

I am the Wind that blows over the sea,

I am the Wave of the Ocean;

I am the Murmur of the billows;

lam the Ox of the Seven Combats;

lam the Vulture upon the rock;

I am a Ray of the Sun;

I am the fairest of Plants;

I am a Wild Boar in valour;

I am a Salmon in the Water;

I am a Lake in the plain;

lam the Craft of the artificer;

I am a Word of Science;

I am the Spear-point that gives battle;

I am the god that creates in the head of man the fire of thought.

Who is it that enlightens the assembly upon the mountain, if not I?

Who telleth the ages of the moon, if not I?

Who showeth the place where the sun goes to rest, if not I?

by an unknown poet at an unknown time at an uncertain location

Thank you for your detective work, Remy.