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Myths and Legends of the Celtic Race - Knowledge Rush

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CHAPTER V: TALES OF THE ULTONIAN CYCLE 161chariot <strong>and</strong> went to <strong>the</strong> Str<strong>and</strong>. Here he found <strong>the</strong> boy tossing uphis weapons <strong>and</strong> doing marvellous feats with <strong>the</strong>m. “Delightfulis thy play, boy,” said Cuchulain; “who art thou <strong>and</strong> whence dostthou come?” “I may not reveal that,” said <strong>the</strong> lad. “Then thoushalt die,” said Cuchulain. “So be it,” said <strong>the</strong> lad, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>n <strong>the</strong>yfought with swords for a while, till <strong>the</strong> lad delicately shore <strong>of</strong>f alock <strong>of</strong> Cuchulain's hair. “Enough <strong>of</strong> trifling,” said Cuchulain,<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>y closed with each o<strong>the</strong>r, but <strong>the</strong> lad planted himself on arock <strong>and</strong> stood so firm that Cuchulain could not move him, <strong>and</strong>in <strong>the</strong> stubborn wrestling <strong>the</strong>y had <strong>the</strong> lad's two feet sank deepinto <strong>the</strong> stone <strong>and</strong> made <strong>the</strong> footprints whence <strong>the</strong> Str<strong>and</strong> <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>Footprints has its name. At last <strong>the</strong>y both fell into <strong>the</strong> sea, <strong>and</strong> [192]Cuchulain was near being drowned, till he bethought himself <strong>of</strong><strong>the</strong> Gae Bolg, <strong>and</strong> he drove that weapon against <strong>the</strong> lad <strong>and</strong> itripped up his belly. “That is what Skatha never taught me,” cried<strong>the</strong> lad. “Woe is me, for I am hurt.” Cuchulain looked at him <strong>and</strong>saw <strong>the</strong> ring on his finger. “It is true,” he said; <strong>and</strong> he took up<strong>the</strong> boy <strong>and</strong> bore him on shore <strong>and</strong> laid him down before Conor<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> lords <strong>of</strong> Ulster. “Here is my son for you, men <strong>of</strong> Ulster,”he said. And <strong>the</strong> boy said: “It is true. And if I had five years togrow among you, you would conquer <strong>the</strong> world on every side <strong>of</strong>you <strong>and</strong> rule as far as Rome. But since it is as it is, point outto me <strong>the</strong> famous warriors that are here, that I may know <strong>the</strong>m<strong>and</strong> take leave <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m before I die.” Then one after ano<strong>the</strong>r <strong>the</strong>ywere brought to him, <strong>and</strong> he kissed <strong>the</strong>m <strong>and</strong> took leave <strong>of</strong> hisfa<strong>the</strong>r, <strong>and</strong> he died; <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> men <strong>of</strong> Ulster made his grave <strong>and</strong> setup his pillar-stone with great mourning. This was <strong>the</strong> only sonCuchulain ever had, <strong>and</strong> this son he slew.This tale, as I have given it here, dates from <strong>the</strong> ninth century,<strong>and</strong> is found in <strong>the</strong> “Yellow Book <strong>of</strong> Lecan.” There are manyo<strong>the</strong>r Gaelic versions <strong>of</strong> it in poetry <strong>and</strong> prose. It is one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>earliest extant appearances in literature <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> since well-known<strong>the</strong>me <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> slaying <strong>of</strong> a heroic son by his fa<strong>the</strong>r. The Persianrendering <strong>of</strong> it in <strong>the</strong> tale <strong>of</strong> Sohrab <strong>and</strong> Rustum has been made

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