Except Ye Taste of Death

It appears that King Laoghaire had two daughters, named Ethne the fair, and Fedelm the ruddy. He had sent them, for what reason is not explained, to his relatives in Connaught, and placed them under the care of two Druids or magi, named Mael and Caplit. Patrick was at Crochan, or Cruachan, the royal cemetery […]

Táin Bó Cúailnge

But I who have written this story, or rather this fable, give no credence to the various incidents related in it. For some things in it are the deceptions of demons, other poetic figments; some are probable, others improbable; while still others are intended for the delectation of foolish men. — Colophon (Latin) at the […]

Victors Through the Prayers of Colum Cille

The battle of Cúil Dreimne i.e. in vengeance won over Diarmait son of Cerball. Forgus and Domnall two sons of Mac Erca and Ainmire son of Setna and Nainnid son of Daui, and Aed son of Eochu Tirmcharna, king of Connacht, were victors through the prayers of Colum Cille, saying: 1. O God! Why dost thou not ward […]

Bannockburn in the Annála Connacht

A battle at Srub Liath in Scotland, where the flower of the English fell at the hands of Robert Bruce in doing battle for the possession of Scotland, where many earls and knights and numberless other men were slain, along with the Earl of Gloucester, he who of all the English was of most nobility and […]

The Three Drinking-horns of Cormac úa Cuinn

Once on a time Aed Oridnide, son of Niall Frosach, son of Feargal, son of Maelduin, came to establish order in the province of Connacht. He crossed Eas Ruaid, and his table-servants and his drinking-horns were lost therein. Aed came to Corca Tri, and rested at the house of the king of Corca Tri. Fifty […]

To Hell or Connaught

Have you ever walked the lonesome hills And heard the curlews cry Or seen the raven black as night Upon a windswept sky To walk the purple heather And hear the westwind cry To know that’s where the rapparee must die Since Cromwell pushed us westward To live our lowly lives There’s some of us […]