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Myths and Legends of the Celtic Race - Knowledge Rush

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CHAPTER IV: THE EARLY MILESIAN KINGS 131<br />

adorned with gold; <strong>and</strong> near her, as for washing, was a bason <strong>of</strong><br />

silver whereon four birds had been chased, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>re were little<br />

bright gems <strong>of</strong> carbuncles on <strong>the</strong> rims <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> bason. A bright<br />

purple mantle waved round her; <strong>and</strong> beneath it was ano<strong>the</strong>r<br />

mantle ornamented with silver fringes: <strong>the</strong> outer mantle was<br />

clasped over her bosom with a golden brooch. A tunic she wore<br />

with a long hood that might cover her head attached to it; it was<br />

stiff <strong>and</strong> glossy with green silk beneath red embroidery <strong>of</strong> gold,<br />

<strong>and</strong> was clasped over her breasts with marvellously wrought<br />

clasps <strong>of</strong> silver <strong>and</strong> gold; so that men saw <strong>the</strong> bright gold <strong>and</strong><br />

<strong>the</strong> green silk flashing against <strong>the</strong> sun. On her head were two<br />

tresses <strong>of</strong> golden hair, <strong>and</strong> each tress had been plaited into four [158]<br />

str<strong>and</strong>s; at <strong>the</strong> end <strong>of</strong> each str<strong>and</strong> was a little ball <strong>of</strong> gold. And<br />

<strong>the</strong>re was that maiden undoing her hair that she might wash it,<br />

her two arms out through <strong>the</strong> armholes <strong>of</strong> her smock. Each <strong>of</strong> her<br />

two arms was as white as <strong>the</strong> snow <strong>of</strong> a single night, <strong>and</strong> each<br />

<strong>of</strong> her cheeks was as rosy as <strong>the</strong> foxglove. Even <strong>and</strong> small were<br />

<strong>the</strong> teeth in her head, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>y shone like pearls. Her eyes were<br />

as blue as a hyacinth, her lips delicate <strong>and</strong> crimson; very high,<br />

s<strong>of</strong>t <strong>and</strong> white were her shoulders. Tender, polished <strong>and</strong> white<br />

were her wrists; her fingers long <strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong> great whiteness; her nails<br />

were beautiful <strong>and</strong> pink. White as snow, or <strong>the</strong> foam <strong>of</strong> a wave,<br />

was her neck; long was it, slender, <strong>and</strong> as s<strong>of</strong>t as silk. Smooth<br />

<strong>and</strong> white were her thighs; her knees were round <strong>and</strong> firm <strong>and</strong><br />

white; her ankles were as straight as <strong>the</strong> rule <strong>of</strong> a carpenter. Her<br />

feet were slim <strong>and</strong> as white as <strong>the</strong> ocean's foam; evenly set were<br />

her eyes; her eyebrows were <strong>of</strong> a bluish black, such as you see<br />

upon <strong>the</strong> shell <strong>of</strong> a beetle. Never a maid fairer than she, or more<br />

worthy <strong>of</strong> love, was till <strong>the</strong>n seen by <strong>the</strong> eyes <strong>of</strong> men; <strong>and</strong> it<br />

seemed to <strong>the</strong>m that she must be one <strong>of</strong> those that have come<br />

from <strong>the</strong> fairy mounds.” 124<br />

124<br />

I quote Mr. A.H. Leahy's translation from a fifteenth-century Egerton<br />

manuscript (“Heroic Romances <strong>of</strong> Irel<strong>and</strong>,” vol. i. p. 12). The story is,<br />

however, found in much more ancient authorities.

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