"Then I would have All Knowledge."
"And after that?" the boy insisted.
"What should be after that?" the poet retorted.
"I mean, what would you do with All Knowledge?"
"A weighty question," said Finegas smilingly. "I could answer it if I had All Knowledge, but not until then. What would you do, my dear?"
"I would make a poem," Fionn cried.
"I think too," said the poet, "that is what would be done."
-Irish Fairy Tales, James Stephens
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