Morar

Minona's eyes were full of tears, the sister of car-borne Morar.

He heard of Morar's renown, why did he not hear of his wound?

But thou shalt fall like Morar: the mourner shall sit on thy tomb.

A tree with scarce a leaf, long grass which whistles in the wind, mark to the hunter's eye the grave of the mighty Morar.

She asked Morar Gopal whether he had heard anything of Georgi in the meantime.