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The Coming of Cuculain

Chapter 8 - SETANTA, THE PEACE-MAKER

Word Count: 2097    |    Released on: 29/11/2017

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ore him with eyes like iron, and when at last he

a better keeper of my treasures than a company of hired warriors. Truly he cost me nothing but his daily allowance of meat, and there was not his equal as a watcher and warder in the world. An eric, therefore, I must have. C

fending his life against an aggressor. But I will say something else, proud smith, and little it recks me whether it is pleasing to thee or not. H

, and rang with shouts of defiance and quick fierce words of command. For the Red Branch embattled themselves on one side of the chamber and the smiths upon the other, burning with unquenchable wrath, earth-born. The vast and high dome re-echoing rang with the clear terrible cries of the Ultonians and the roar of the children of the gloomy Orchil, and, far away, the magic shield moaned at Emain Macha, and the waves of the ocean sent forth a cry, for the peril of death and of shortness of life were around Concobar in that hour. And, though the doors of thick oak, brass-bound, were shut and barred, there came a man into the assembly, and he was not seen. He wa

learned that, in spite of all their valour and beautiful weapons, the artificers would then and there have made a bloody end of the Red Branch had the battle gone forward. But at this moment, ere the first

e, and to relieve me of that duty. Truly I slew not thy hound in any wantonness of superior strength, but only in the defence of my own life, which is not mine but my King's. Three times he leaped upon me with white fangs bared and eyes red with murder, and three times I cast him off, but when the fourth time he rushed upon me like a storm, and when with great difficulty I had balked him on that occasion also, then I took him by the throat and by his legs and flung

wn boyish days, and as he did so a torrent of kindly affection and love poured from his breast towards the boy, yea, though he saw him standing before him with the blood of his faithful hound gi

tion?" Therewith over his left shoulder he flung the mighty anvil into the dark end of the vast chamber among the furnaces, at the sound of whose falling the solid earth shook. On the other hand Concobar rejoiced at this happy termination of the quarrel, for well h

"and I will be myself the lad's securi

he smith. "The word of a scion of the

walls, and the feasting and pledging and making of friendly speeches were resumed. There was no more any anger anywhere, but a more unobstructed flow of mutual good-will and regard, f

and when he would have fallen, owing to the faintness, they pushed him behind them so that he lay at full length upon the couch unseen by the smiths. Concobar nodded to his chief Leech, and he came to him with his instrumen

the boy?"

said Concobar, "after his

red quadrangular cup.] of ale, and he drank to all unborn and immature heroes, naming the name of Setanta, son of Sualtam, now his dear foster-son, and magnified his courage, so that the boy blushed vehemently and his eyelids trembled and drooped; and all the artificers stood up too and drank to their foster-son, wishing him victory and success, and they drained their goblets and dashed them, mouth downwards, upon the brazen tables, so that the clang reverb

of the heroes. Then the smiths sang one of their songs of labour, though it needed the accompaniment of ringing mettle, a song wild and strange, and the Ultonians clear and

est and our slumber, for we, the Red Branch, must rise betimes in the morning, having our o

seldom was there a feast in Dun Culain, and the unusual pleasure and joyful

ers, they departed, leaving the lad behind them asleep. Setanta remained with the smiths a long time after that, and Culain and his people loved him greatly and taught him many thi

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The Coming of Cuculain
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“Cuculain and his friends are historical characters, seen as it were through mists of love and wonder, whom men could not forget, but for centuries continued to celebrate in countless songs and stories. They were not literary phantoms, but actual existences; imaginary and fictitious characters, mere creatures of idle fancy, do not live and flourish so in the world's memory. And as to the gigantic stature and superhuman prowess and achievements of those antique heroes, it must not be forgotten that all art magnifies, as if in obedience to some strong law; and so, even in our own times, Grattan, where he stands in artistic bronze, is twice as great as the real Grattan thundering in the Senate. I will therefore ask the reader, remembering the large manner of the antique literature from which our tale is drawn, to forget for a while that there is such a thing as scientific history, to give his imagination a holiday, and follow with kindly interest the singular story of the boyhood of Cuculain, "battle-prop of the valour and torch of the chivalry of the Ultonians."”
1 Chapter 1 - THE RED BRANCH2 Chapter 2 - THE BOYS OF THE ULTONIANS3 Chapter 3 - DETHCAEN'S NURSLING4 Chapter 4 - SETANTA RUNS AWAY5 Chapter 5 - THE NEW BOY6 Chapter 6 - THE SMITH'S SUPPER PARTY7 Chapter 7 - SETANTA AND THE SMITH'S DOG8 Chapter 8 - SETANTA, THE PEACE-MAKER9 Chapter 9 - THE CHAMPION AND THE KING10 Chapter 10 - DEIRDRE11 Chapter 11 - THERE WAS WAR IN ULSTER12 Chapter 12 - THE SACRED CHARIOT13 Chapter 13 - THE WEIRD HORSES14 Chapter 14 - THE KNIGHTING OF CUCULAIN15 Chapter 15 - ACROSS THE MEARINGS AND AWAY16 Chapter 16 - THE RETURN OF CUCULAIN