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Myths and Legends of the Celtic Race - Knowledge Rush

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CHAPTER VI: TALES OF THE OSSIANIC CYCLE 259on <strong>the</strong>e. Lay <strong>the</strong>e down again.” But three times <strong>the</strong> hound's voiceawakens him, <strong>and</strong> on <strong>the</strong> morrow he goes forth armed with sword<strong>and</strong> sling, <strong>and</strong> followed by his own hound, to see what is afoot.On <strong>the</strong> mountain <strong>of</strong> Ben Bulben in Sligo he comes across Finnwith a hunting-party <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> Fianna. They are not now hunting,however; <strong>the</strong>y are being hunted; for <strong>the</strong>y have roused up <strong>the</strong>enchanted boar without ears or tail, <strong>the</strong> Boar <strong>of</strong> Ben Bulben,which has slain thirty <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong>m that morning. “And do thou comeaway,” says Finn, knowing well that Dermot will never retreatfrom a danger; “for thou art under geise not to hunt pig.” “Howis that?” says Dermot, <strong>and</strong> Finn <strong>the</strong>n tells him <strong>the</strong> weird story <strong>of</strong><strong>the</strong> death <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> steward's son <strong>and</strong> his revivification in <strong>the</strong> form<strong>of</strong> this boar, with its mission <strong>of</strong> vengeance. “By my word,” quothDermot, “it is to slay me that thou hast made this hunt, O Finn;<strong>and</strong> if it be here that I am fated to die, I have no power now toshun it.”The beast <strong>the</strong>n appears on <strong>the</strong> face <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> mountain, <strong>and</strong>Dermot slips <strong>the</strong> hound at him, but <strong>the</strong> hound flies in terror.Dermot <strong>the</strong>n slings a stone which strikes <strong>the</strong> boar fairly in <strong>the</strong>middle <strong>of</strong> his forehead but does not even scratch his skin. Thebeast is close on him now, <strong>and</strong> Dermot strikes him with hissword, but <strong>the</strong> weapon flies in two <strong>and</strong> not a bristle <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> boaris cut. In <strong>the</strong> charge <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> boar Dermot falls over him, <strong>and</strong> is [302]carried for a space clinging to his back; but at last <strong>the</strong> boar shakeshim <strong>of</strong>f to <strong>the</strong> ground, <strong>and</strong> making “an eager, exceeding mightyspring” upon him, rips out his bowels, while at <strong>the</strong> same time,with <strong>the</strong> hilt <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> sword still in his h<strong>and</strong>, Dermot dashes out <strong>the</strong>brains <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> beast, <strong>and</strong> it falls dead beside him.Death <strong>of</strong> DermotThe implacable Finn <strong>the</strong>n comes up, <strong>and</strong> st<strong>and</strong>s over Dermotin his agony. “It likes me well to see <strong>the</strong>e in that plight, ODermot,” he says, “<strong>and</strong> I would that all <strong>the</strong> women in Irel<strong>and</strong>saw <strong>the</strong>e now; for thy excellent beauty is turned to ugliness <strong>and</strong>thy choice form to deformity.” Dermot reminds Finn <strong>of</strong> how he

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