Three Irish Bardic Tales Being Metrical Versions of the Three Tales known as The Three Sorrows of Story-telling. By John Todhunter |
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Three Irish Bardic Tales | ||
‘But yesternight they lived, their help in their own hands,
Now is the day but young, and yet they live no more
For any help of thine. But here, upon thy vow
To succour those who need, I charge thee, take this child,
Naisi's and mine; bring him to the Isle of Manannàn,
There shalt thou leave him safe with the Wizard of the Sea,
To foster him, and rear a champion of the blood
Of Usna, to avenge the wrongs his father had.’
Now is the day but young, and yet they live no more
For any help of thine. But here, upon thy vow
To succour those who need, I charge thee, take this child,
Naisi's and mine; bring him to the Isle of Manannàn,
There shalt thou leave him safe with the Wizard of the Sea,
To foster him, and rear a champion of the blood
Of Usna, to avenge the wrongs his father had.’
Three Irish Bardic Tales | ||