Mythology, Celtic -- Wales; Tales -- Wales; Welsh literature -- 1100-1400 -- Translations into English
Then the pavilions and the tents were set in order after the fashion of a
hall; and they went to meat, and as they had sat at the beginning of the
feast, so sat they there. And Matholwch and Bendigeid Vran began to
discourse; and behold it seemed to Bendigeid Vran, while they talked,
that Matholwch was not so cheerful as he had been before. And he thought
that the chieftain might be sad because of the smallness of the atonement
which he had, for the wrong that had been done him. "Oh man," said
Bendigeid Vran, "thou dost not discourse to-night so cheerfully as thou
wert wont. And if it be because of the smallness of the atonement, thou
shalt add thereunto whatsoever thou mayest choose, and to-morrow I will
pay thee the horses." "Lord," said he, "Heaven reward thee." "And I
will enhance the atonement," said Bendigeid Vran, "for I will give unto
thee a cauldron, the property of which is, that if one of thy men be
slain to-day, and be cast therein, to-morrow he will be as well as ever
he was at the best, except that he will not regain his speech." And
thereupon he gave him great thanks, and very joyful was he for that
cause.
And the next morning they paid Matholwch the horses as long as the
trained horses lasted. And then they journeyed into another commot,
where they paid him with colts until the whole had been paid, and from
thenceforth that commot was called Talebolion.
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And a second night sat they together. "My lord," said Matholwch, "whence
hadst thou the cauldron which thou hast given me?" "I had it of a man
who had been in thy land," said he, "and I would not give it except to
one from there." {45} "Who was it?" asked he. "Llassar Llaesgyvnewid;
he came here from Ireland, with Kymideu Kymeinvoll, his wife, who escaped
from the Iron House in Ireland, when it was made red hot around them, and
fled hither. And it is a marvel to me that thou shouldst know nothing
concerning the matter." "Something I do know," said he, "and as much as
I know I will tell thee. One day I was hunting in Ireland, and I came to
the mound at the head of the lake, which is called the Lake of the
Cauldron. And I beheld a huge yellow-haired man coming from the lake
with a cauldron upon his back. And he was a man of vast size, and of
horrid aspect, and a woman followed after him. And if the man was tall,
twice as large as he was the woman, and they came towards me and greeted
me. 'Verily,' asked I, 'wherefore are you journeying?' 'Behold this,'
said he to me, 'is the cause that we journey. At the end of a month and
a fortnight this woman will have a son; and the child that will be born
at the end of the month and the fortnight will be a warrior fully armed.'
So I took them with me, and maintained them. And they were with me for a
year. And that year I had them with me not grudgingly. But thenceforth
was there murmuring, because that they were with me. For from the
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