Myths & Legends of the Celtic RaceRolleston, T. W. (Thomas William)
Religion
Myths & Legends of the Celtic Race
Rolleston, T. W. (Thomas William)
Celts -- Religion; Mythology, Celtic
Then King Eterskel died, and a successor had to be appointed. In Ireland
the eldest son did not succeed to the throne or chieftaincy as a matter of
right, but the ablest and best of the family at the time was supposed to
be selected by the clan. In this tale we have a curious account of this
selection by means of divination. A “bull-feast” was held—_i.e._, a bull
was slain, and the diviner would “eat his fill and drink its broth”; then
he went to bed, where a truth-compelling spell was chanted over him.
Whoever he saw in his dream would be king. So at Ægira, in Achæa, as
Whitley Stokes points out, the priestess of Earth drank the fresh blood of
a bull before descending into the cave to prophesy. The dreamer cried in
his sleep that he saw a naked man going towards Tara with a stone in his
sling.
The bull-feast was held at Tara, but Conary was then with his three
foster-brothers playing a game on the Plains of Liffey. They separated,
Conary going towards Dublin, where he saw before him a flock of great
birds, wonderful in colour and beauty. He drove after them in his chariot,
but the birds would go a spear-cast in front and light, and fly on again,
never letting him come up with them till they reached the sea-shore. Then
he lighted down from his chariot and took out his sling to cast at them,
whereupon they changed into armed men and turned on him with spears and
swords. One of them, however, protected him, and said: “I am Nemglan, king
of thy father’s birds; and thou hast been forbidden to cast at birds, for
here there is no one but is thy kin.” “Till to-day,” said Conary, “I knew
not this.”
“Go to Tara to-night,” said Nemglan; “the bull-feast is there, and through
it thou shalt be made king. A man stark naked, who shall go at the end of
the night along one of the roads to Tara, having a stone and a sling—’tis
he that shall be king.”
So Conary stripped off his raiment and went naked through the night to
Tara, where all the roads were being watched by chiefs having changes of
royal raiment with them to clothe the man who should come according to the
prophecy. When Conary meets them they clothe him and bring him in, and he
is proclaimed King of Erin.
*Conary’s Geise*
A long list of his _geise_ is here given, which are said to have been
declared to him by Nemglan. “The bird-reign shall be noble,” said he, “and
these shall be thy _geise_:
“Thou shalt not go right-handwise round Tara, nor left-handwise round
Bregia,(130)
Thou shalt not hunt the evil-beasts of Cerna,
Thou shalt not go out every ninth night beyond Tara.
Thou shalt not sleep in a house from which firelight shows after sunset,
or in which light can be seen from without.
No three Reds shall go before thee to the house of Red.
No rapine shall be wrought in thy reign.
After sunset, no one woman alone or man alone shall enter the house in
which thou art.
Thou shalt not interfere in a quarrel between two of thy thralls.”
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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