The Cuchullin Saga in Irish Literature

Front Cover
Eleanor Hull
D. Nutt, 1898 - Cuchulain - 316 pages

What people are saying - Write a review

We haven't found any reviews in the usual places.

Other editions - View all

Common terms and phrases

Popular passages

Page xxix - ... emonge hem al was a quene and al they had blacke hoodes and al they wepte and shryked whan they sawe Kyng Arthur. "Now put me in to the barge,
Page 31 - Lovable the fortress over them ; Dear to the heart Inis Draigende, And very dear is Dun Suibni. Caill Cuan ! Unto which Ainle would wend, alas ! Short the time seemed to me, With Naisi in the region of Alba.
Page 175 - Taller, thicker, more rigid, longer than mast of a great ship was the perpendicular jet of dusky blood which out of his scalp's very central point shot upwards and then was scattered to the four cardinal points; whereby was formed a magic mist of gloom resembling the smoky pall that drapes a regal dwelling, what time a king at nightfall of a winter's day draws near to it."1 So marvellous a being2 was, of course, of marvellous birth.
Page 104 - Culgaire. They saw before them a chariot harnessed with a chestnut horse. The horse had but one leg, and the pole of the chariot passed through its body, so that the peg in front met the halter passing across its forehead. Within the chariot sat a woman, her eye-brows red, and a crimson mantle round her. Her mantle fell behind her between the wheels of the chariot, so that it swept along the ground. A big man went along beside the chariot. He also wore a coat of crimson, and on his back he carried...
Page 197 - Ferdiad faced the beach; One had been our student life, One in strife of school our place, One our gentle teacher's grace Loved o'er all and each. Play was each, pleasure each, Till...
Page 260 - ... pillar-stone which is in the plain, and he put his breast-girdle round it that he might not die seated nor lying down, but that he might die standing up. Then came the men all around him, but they durst not go to him, for they thought he was alive. "It is a shame for you," said Ere son of Cairbre, "not to take that man's head in revenge for my father's head which was taken by him.
Page 189 - They ceased. They threw away their arms from them into the hands of their charioteers. Each of them approached the other forthwith, and each put his hands around the other's neck, and gave him three kisses. Their horses were in the same paddock that night, and their charioteers at the same fire; and their charioteers spread beds of green rushes for them, fitted with wounded men's pillows.
Page 255 - Then he drew nigh to her, and the Crone gave him the shoulder-blade of the hound out of her left hand. And then Cu Chulainn ate it out of his left hand, and put it under his left thigh. The hand that took it and the thigh under which he put it were seized from trunk to end, so that the normal strength abode not in them.
Page 190 - Erin might not be able to say, should Ferdiad fall by him, that it was by better means of cure that he was enabled to kill him. " Of each kind of food and of palatable pleasant intoxicating drink that was sent by the men of Erin to...

Bibliographic information