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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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not have this deformity known.Once it fell, however, that the person chosen to crophis hair was the only son of a poor widow, by whosetears and entreaties the king was prevailed upon to lethim live, on condition that he swore by the Wind andSun to tell no man what he might see. The oath wastaken, and the young man returned to his mother. Butby-and-by the secret so preyed on his mind that he fellinto a sore sickness, and was near to death, when a wiseDruid was called in to heal him. It is the secret that * The ending ster in three of the names of the Irish provinces isof Norse origin, and is a relic of the Viking conquests in Ireland.Connacht, where the Vikings did not penetrate, alone preserves itsIrish name unmodified. Ulster (in Irish Ulaidh) is supposed toderive its name from Ollay Fola, Munster (Mumhan) from KingEocho Mumho, tenth in succession from Eremon, and Connachtwas the land of the children of Conn —he who was called Connof the Hundred Battles, and who died a.d. 157. »54
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The first tree was a willow 154 LEGEND^CYCLE OF CONARY MOR is killing him/ said the Druid, and he will never bewell till he reveals it. Let him therefore go along thehigh-road till he come to a place where four roads meet.Let him there turn to the right, and the first tree heshall meet on the road, let him tell his secret to that,and he shall be rid of it, and recover. So the youthdid ; and the first tree was a willow. He laid his lipsclose to the bark, whispered his secret to it, and wenthome, light-hearted as of old. But it chanced thatshortly after this the harper Craftiny broke his harp andneeded a new one, and as luck would have it the firstsuitable tree he came to was the willow that had thekings secret. He cut it down, made his harp from it,and performed that night as usual in the kings hall;when, to the amazement of all, as soon as the harpertouched the strings the assembled guests heard themchime the words, Two horses ears hath Labra theMariner. The king then, seeing that the

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