The Washer of the Ford: Legendary moralities and barbaric talesSharp, William
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The Washer of the Ford: Legendary moralities and barbaric tales
Sharp, William
Mythology, Celtic -- Fiction; Scotland -- Social life and customs -- Fiction
"She came to me, like a gray mist, beyond the dyke of the green place,
near the road. The face of her was gray as a gray dawn, but the voice
was hers, though I heard it under a wave, so dull and far was it. And
these are her words to me, and mine to her--and the first speaking was
mine, for the silence wore me:
Am bheil thu' falbh,
O mo ghraidh?
_B'idh mi falbh,
Mùirnean!_
C'uin a thilleas tu,
O mo ghraidh?
_Cha till mi an rathad so;
Tha an't ait e cumhann--
O mùirnean, mùirnean!
B'idh mi falbh an drùgh
Am tigh Pharais,
Mùirnean!_
Sèol dhomh an rathad,
Mo ghraidh!
_Thig an so Mùirnean-mo,
Thig an so!_
* * * * *
Are you going,
My dear one?
_Yea, now I am going,
Dearest._
When will you come again,
My dear one?
_I will not return this way;
The place is narrow--
O my darling!
I will be going to Paradise,
Dear, my dear one!_
Show me the way,
Heart of my heart!
_Come hither, dearest, come hither,
Come with me!_
"And then I saw that it was a mist, and that I was alone. But now
this night it is that I feel the breath on the soles of my feet."
And with that I knew there was no hope. "_Ma tha sin an dàn!_ ... if
that be ordained," was all that rose to my lips. It was that night he
died. I fell asleep in the second hour. When I woke in the gray dawn,
his face was grayer than that and more cold.
IV
THE SMOOTHING OF THE HAND
Glad am I that wherever and whenever I listen intently I can hear the
looms of Nature weaving Beauty and Music. But some of the most
beautiful things are learned otherwise--by hazard, in the Way of Pain,
or at the Gate of Sorrow.
I learned two things on the day when I saw Sheumas McIan dead upon the
heather. He of whom I speak was the son of Ian McIan Alltnalee, but
was known throughout the home straths and the countries beyond as
Sheumas Dhu, Black James, or, to render the subtler meaning implied in
this instance, James the Dark One. I had wondered occasionally at the
designation, because Sheumas, if not exactly fair, was not dark. But
the name was given to him, as I learned later, because, as commonly
rumoured, he knew that which he should not have known.
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