Am gáeth i mmuir...

Am gáeth i mmuir,
Am tonn trethan,
Am fuaim mara...

(I am * wind * in * sea / I am * wave * of stormy sea / I am * sound * of sea)

I am a wind on the sea,
I am a wave of the tempest,
I am the sound of the sea...

When the Sons of Míl come from across the sea to take possession of Ireland, they are accompanied by their chief poet and judge, Amairgen. These are the first lines of an incantation that he utters when he first sets foot on their new land.