The Mythology of the British Islands: An Introduction to Celtic Myth, Legend, Poetry, and RomanceSquire, Charles
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The Mythology of the British Islands: An Introduction to Celtic Myth, Legend, Poetry, and Romance
Squire, Charles
Celts -- Folklore; Mythology, Celtic
Whether the Tuatha Dé Danann came from earth or heaven, they landed in a
dense cloud upon the coast of Ireland on the mystic first of May without
having been opposed, or even noticed by the people whom it will be
convenient to follow the manuscript authorities in calling the “Fir
Bolgs”.[104] That those might still be ignorant of their coming, the
Morrígú, helped by Badb and Macha, made use of the magic they had
learned in Findias, Gorias, Murias, and Falias. They spread
“druidically-formed showers and fog-sustaining shower-clouds” over the
country, and caused the air to pour down fire and blood upon the Fir
Bolgs, so that they were obliged to shelter themselves for three days
and three nights. But the Fir Bolgs had druids of their own, and, in the
end, they put a stop to these enchantments by counter-spells, and the
air grew clear again.
The Tuatha Dé Danann, advancing westward, had reached a place called the
“Plain of the Sea”, in Leinster, when the two armies met. Each sent out
a warrior to parley. The two adversaries approached each other
cautiously, their eyes peeping over the tops of their shields. Then,
coming gradually nearer, they spoke to one another, and the desire to
examine each other’s weapons made them almost friends.
The envoy of the Fir Bolgs looked with wonder at the
“beautifully-shaped, thin, slender, long, sharp-pointed spears” of the
warrior of the Tuatha Dé Danann, while the ambassador of the tribe of
the goddess Danu was not less impressed by the lances of the Fir Bolgs,
which were “heavy, thick, pointless, but sharply-rounded”. They agreed
to exchange weapons, so that each side might, by an examination of them,
be able to come to some opinion as to its opponent’s strength. Before
parting, the envoy of the Tuatha Dé Danann offered the Fir Bolgs,
through their representative, peace, with a division of the country into
two equal halves.
The Fir Bolg envoy advised his people to accept this offer. But their
king, Eochaid, son of Erc, would not. “If we once give these people
half,” he said, “they will soon have the whole.”
The people of the goddess Danu were, on the other hand, very much
impressed by the sight of the Fir Bolgs’ weapons. They decided to secure
a more advantageous position, and, retreating farther west into
Connaught, to a plain then called Nia, but now Moytura, near the present
village of Cong, they drew up their line at its extreme end, in front of
the pass of Balgatan[105], which offered a retreat in case of defeat.
The Fir Bolgs followed them, and encamped on the nearer side of the
plain. Then Nuada, King of the Tuatha Dé Danann, sent an ambassador
offering the same terms as before. Again the Fir Bolgs declined them.
“Then when”, asked the envoy, “do you intend to give battle?”
“We must have a truce,” they said, “for we want time to repair our
armour, burnish our helmets, and sharpen our swords. Besides, we must
have spears like yours made for us, and you must have spears like ours
made for you.”
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