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Title: Myths and legends ; the Celtic race
Year: 1910 (1910s)
Authors: Rolleston, T. W. (Thomas William), 1857-1920
Subjects: Celts Celts Celtic literature Legends, Celtic
Publisher: Boston : Nickerson
Contributing Library: Harold B. Lee Library
Digitizing Sponsor: Brigham Young University

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looks, he saw the bags whichhung from the pillars. What is in this bag ? saidhe to one of the Irish. Meal, good soul, said theIrishman. Evnissyen laid his hand on the bag, andfelt about with his fingers till he came to the head ofthe man within it. Then he squeezed the head tillhe felt his fingers meet together in the brain throughthe bone. He went to the next bag, and asked thesame question. Meal, said the Irish attendant, butEvnissyen crushed this warrior*s head also, and thushe did with all the two hundred bags, even in thecase of one warrior whose head was covered with aniron helm. Then the feasting began, and peace and concordreigned, and Matholwch laid down the sovranty ofIreland, which was conferred on the boy Gwern. Andthey all fondled and caressed the fair child till hecame to Evnissyen, who suddenly seized him and flunghim into the blazing fire on the hearth. Branwenwould have leaped after him, but Bran held her back.Then there was arming apace, and tumult and shouting,3P i
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Evnissyen laid his hand on the bag 370 THE WONDERFUL HEAD and the Irish and British hosts closed in battle andfought until the fall of night. Death of Evnissyen But at night the Irish heated the magic cauldron andthrew into it the bodies of their dead, who came outnext day as good as ever, but dumb. When Evnissyensaw this he was smitten with remorse for having broughtthe men of Britain into such a strait: Evil betide meif I find not a deliverance therefrom. So he hid him-self among the Irish dead, and was flung into thecauldron with the rest at the end of the second day,when he stretched himself out so that he rent thecauldron into four pieces, and his own heart burst withthe effort, and he died. The Wonderful Head In the end, all the Irishmen were slain, and all butseven of the British besides Bran, who was wounded inthe foot with a poisoned arrow. Among the sevenwere Pryderi and Manawyddan. Bran then commandedthem to cut off his head. And take it with you,he said, to London, and the

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