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Myths and Legends of the Celtic Race - Knowledge Rush

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329river Conway is still called <strong>the</strong> “death-groan <strong>of</strong> Dylan.” [381]Llew Llaw GyffesThe o<strong>the</strong>r infant was seized by Gwydion <strong>and</strong> brought up underhis protection. Like o<strong>the</strong>r solar heroes, he grew very rapidly;when he was four he was as big as if he were eight, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong>comeliest youth that ever was seen. One day Gwydion tookhim to visit his mo<strong>the</strong>r Arianrod. She hated <strong>the</strong> children whohad exposed her false pretensions, <strong>and</strong> upbraided Gwydion forbringing <strong>the</strong> boy into her sight. “What is his name?” she asked.“Verily,” said Gwydion, “he has not yet a name.” “Then I laythis destiny upon him,” said Arianrod, “that he shall never havea name till one is given him by me.” On this Gwydion went forthin wrath, <strong>and</strong> remained in his castle <strong>of</strong> Caer Dathyl that night.Though <strong>the</strong> fact does not appear in this tale, it must beremembered that Gwydion is, in <strong>the</strong> older mythology, <strong>the</strong> fa<strong>the</strong>r<strong>of</strong> Arianrod's children.How Llew Got his NameHe was resolved to have a name for his son. Next day he wentto <strong>the</strong> str<strong>and</strong> below Caer Arianrod, bringing <strong>the</strong> boy with him.Here he sat down by <strong>the</strong> beach, <strong>and</strong> in his character <strong>of</strong> a master<strong>of</strong> magic he made himself look like a shoemaker, <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> boylike an apprentice, <strong>and</strong> he began to make shoes out <strong>of</strong> sedges <strong>and</strong>seaweed, to which he gave <strong>the</strong> semblance <strong>of</strong> Cordovan lea<strong>the</strong>r.Word was brought to Arianrod <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> wonderful shoes that werebeing made by a strange cobbler, <strong>and</strong> she sent her measure fora pair. Gwydion made <strong>the</strong>m too large. She sent it again, <strong>and</strong>he made <strong>the</strong>m too small. Then she came herself to be fitted.While this was going on, a wren came <strong>and</strong> lit on <strong>the</strong> boat's mast,<strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> boy, taking up a bow, shot an arrow that transfixed<strong>the</strong> leg between <strong>the</strong> sinew <strong>and</strong> <strong>the</strong> bone. Arianrod admired <strong>the</strong> [382]brilliant shot. “Verily,” she said, “with a steady h<strong>and</strong> (llaw gyffes)did <strong>the</strong> lion (llew) hit it.” “No thanks to <strong>the</strong>e,” cried Gwydion,“now he has got a name. Llew Llaw Gyffes shall he be calledhenceforward.”

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