The Irish Penny Journal, Vol. 1 No. 46, May 15, 1841Various
History
The Irish Penny Journal, Vol. 1 No. 46, May 15, 1841
Various
Ireland -- Periodicals
“That which you now remark is but too true,” said the emperor; “how can
we be otherwise, when our dominions though extensive, and our army though
possessed of courage, are each moment assailed by a cruel and still more
powerful enemy, who live in an adjoining island, and against whom we
have never been able to obtain any decided victory? If we attack them,
we are repulsed with disgrace and shame, while they are continually
making inroads, and devastating our beautiful country. Even the day which
brought you in so extraordinary a manner to our shores, was the last of
our encounters with them, and on which most of our bravest commanders
were dreadfully mangled by our cruel opponents, and I myself was wounded;
to-morrow, however, we intend to renew our armaments against them; but,
alas! all will be unavailing, for ever since I came to this throne, and
even in the reign of my father, have we been thus oppressed. It is true,
we possess an elixir of inestimable value, the effect of which is almost
immediately to heal the most dreadful wound, and to which, applied by our
chief physician, you doubtless owe the preservation of your life; but on
the other hand, our enemies have on their side auxiliaries still more
powerful; so that, while we are all but invulnerable, they are completely
invincible; and though our commanders are preparing with all possible
alacrity, and seem confident of success, I for one already too well know
the result!”
“Nay, speak not thus, oh king!” said Niall; “I myself, for I am now
recovered, will accompany you; I perhaps was accounted brave in my own
country, and will not spare my blood, if occasion require, in your
service; allow me then a number of men under my command, and, with the
help of the gods, we will certainly cause these formidable foes to yield
to our superior prowess.”
“Niall,” answered the emperor, “your words are as those of the brave;
but did you know, or could you catch a single glance of our enemy,
your utterance would be frozen with dread; horror would be on your
countenance; and if you were not immediately overwhelmed, you would turn
and fly as we do.”
“And wherefore, oh king?” said Niall.
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