The Kiltartan Poetry Book; prose translations from the Irish — John Shaqi
The Kiltartan Poetry Book; prose translations from the IrishGregory, Lady
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The Kiltartan Poetry Book; prose translations from the Irish
Gregory, Lady
Irish literature -- Translations into English
_II. The Journey of the Sun_
God made on the fourth day the two and seventy kinds of the wandering
stars of heaven, and the fiery course of the sun that warms the world
with the sense and the splendour of angels.
Twelve plains there are under the body of the earth he lightens every
night; the fiery sea laughs against his journey; ranks of angels come
together, welcoming his visit after the brightness of the night. The
first place he brightens is the stream beyond the seas, with news of
the eastern waters. Then he lightens the ocean of fire and the seas
of sulphur-fire that are round about the red countries.
Then he shines upon the troops of boys in the pleasant fields, who
send out their cry to heaven through dread of the beast that kills
thousands of armies under the waves of the south. Then he shines upon
the mountains that have streams of fire, on the hosts that protect
them in the plains. Then the ribs of the great beast shine, and the
four and twenty champions rise up in the valley of pain. He shines
over against the terrible many-thronged fence in the north that has
closed around the people of hell. He shines on the dark valleys having
sorrowful streams over their faces. He brightens the ribs of the beast
that sends out the many seas around the earth; that sucks in again
the many seas till the sands on every side are dry. He shines upon
the many beasts that sleep their sleep of tears in the valley of flowers
from the first beginning of the world; and on the sorrowful tearful
plain, with the dragons that were set under the mist. He shines then
upon the bird-flocks singing their many tunes in the flower-valleys;
upon the shining plains with the wine-flowers that lighten the valley;
he shines at the last against Adam's Paradise till he rises up in the
morning from the east. There would be many stories now for the sun
to tell upon his journey, if he had but a tongue to give them out.
_III. The Nature of the Stars_
The stars now differ in their nature from one another. As to the ten
stars of Gaburn, trembling takes hold of them, and fiery manes are
put over their faces, to foretell a plague or a death of the people.
Other stars there are that bring great heat or great cold or great
mists upon the earth, others there are that run to encourage the dragons
that blow lightnings on the world; others of them run to the end of
fifty years and then ask their time for sleeping. To the end of seven
years they sleep till they awake at the shout of the blessed angels,
and the voices of the dragons of the valley. Other runs through the
six days and the six nights till the coming of the Sunday; at its beginning
they begin their many kinds of music, and they fall asleep again till
the coming again from heaven of God's Sunday, and with that they follow
the same round.
_The Call to Bran_
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