Celtic Folklore: Welsh and Manx, Bind 1Clarendon Press, 1901 - 718 sider |
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Side xvi
... fire to detect the witch Burnt sacrifices Laa Boaldyn or May - day Laa Lhunys or the beginning of harvest Laa Houney or Hollantide beginning the year Sundry prognostications and the time for them PAGE · 197 197 . 207 214 219 • 222 226 ...
... fire to detect the witch Burnt sacrifices Laa Boaldyn or May - day Laa Lhunys or the beginning of harvest Laa Houney or Hollantide beginning the year Sundry prognostications and the time for them PAGE · 197 197 . 207 214 219 • 222 226 ...
Side xxiv
... fire - that corn was lodged , and cattle lamed - that whirlwinds uptore in diabolic revelry the oaks of the forest - or that spits and kettles only danced a fearful - innocent vagary about some rustic's kitchen when no wind was stirring ...
... fire - that corn was lodged , and cattle lamed - that whirlwinds uptore in diabolic revelry the oaks of the forest - or that spits and kettles only danced a fearful - innocent vagary about some rustic's kitchen when no wind was stirring ...
Side 19
... the Fan Fach Lake the town meant must have been Carmarthen , and the couplet probably ran thus : Os na cha'i lonyd yn ym tle , Fi foda dre ' Garfyrdin . terrible object , a " fly - wheel of fire C 2 1 ] 19 UNDINE'S KYMRIC SISTERS.
... the Fan Fach Lake the town meant must have been Carmarthen , and the couplet probably ran thus : Os na cha'i lonyd yn ym tle , Fi foda dre ' Garfyrdin . terrible object , a " fly - wheel of fire C 2 1 ] 19 UNDINE'S KYMRIC SISTERS.
Side 20
... fire , " which made straight for poor Gethin and made him swerve out of the ring . Thereupon the wheel assumed the form of the diawl , " devil , " who began to haul Gethin away . The law - harn seized hold of him and tried to get him ...
... fire , " which made straight for poor Gethin and made him swerve out of the ring . Thereupon the wheel assumed the form of the diawl , " devil , " who began to haul Gethin away . The law - harn seized hold of him and tried to get him ...
Side 59
... fire . It began slowly and I remember seeing a similar mound at ILanfyrnach , in Pembrokeshire ; and the last use made of the hollow on the top of this also is supposed to have been for cock - fights . grew greater until the whole ...
... fire . It began slowly and I remember seeing a similar mound at ILanfyrnach , in Pembrokeshire ; and the last use made of the hollow on the top of this also is supposed to have been for cock - fights . grew greater until the whole ...
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Side 280 - The wild beasts of the desert shall also meet with the wild beasts of the island, and the satyr shall cry to his fellow; the screech owl also shall rest there, and find for herself a place of rest. There shall the great owl make her nest, and lay, and hatch, and gather under her shadow: there shall the vultures also be gathered, every one with her mate.
Side 280 - When in one night, ere glimpse of morn, His shadowy flail hath threshed the corn That ten day-labourers could not end; Then lies him down the lubber fiend, And, stretched out all the chimney's length, Basks at the fire his hairy strength, And crop-full out of doors he flings, Ere the first cock his matin rings.
Side 69 - The elf-queen, with hir joly companye, Daunced ful ofte in many a grene mede; This was the olde opinion, as I rede. I speke of manye hundred yeres ago; But now can no man see none elves mo.
Side xxv - A Collection of Pieces in the Irish Language, compiled in part about the middle of the Twelfth Century.
Side 380 - That is a well at which are the hazels and inspirations (?) of wisdom, that is, the hazels of the science of poetry, and in the same hour their fruit, and their blossom and their foliage break forth, and these fall on the well in the same shower, which raises on the water a royal surge of purple.
Side 347 - People suffering from rheumatism go there. They bathe the part affected with water, and afterwards tie a piece of rag to the tree which overhangs the well. The rag is not put in the water at all, but is only put on the tree for luck. It is a stunted, but very old tree, and is simply covered with rags.
Side 346 - June from Mr. JH Davies of Lincoln College, Oxford, relating to a Glamorganshire holy well, situated near the pathway leading from Coychurch to Bridgend. It is the custom there, he states, for people suffering from any malady to dip a rag in the water, and to bathe the affected part of the body, the rag being then placed on a tree close to the well. When Mr. Davies passed that way, some three years previously, there were, he adds, hundreds of such shreds on the tree, some of which distinctly presented...
Side 90 - Once on a time, when a midwife from Nanhwynan had newly got to the Hafodydd Brithion to pursue her calling, a gentleman came to the door on a fine grey steed and bade her come with him at once. Such was the authority with which he spoke, that the poor midwife durst not refuse to go, however much it was her duty to stay where she was. So she mounted behind him, and off they went, like the flight of a swallow, through Cwmllan, over the Bwlch, down Nant yr Aran, and over the Gadair to Cwm Hafod Ruffydd...
Side 309 - If you go to the bacon-flick, cut me a good bit; Cut, cut and low, beware of your maw; Cut, cut and round, beware of your thumb, That me and my merry men may have some, Sing, fellows, sing, Hagman-heigh.
Side 298 - records a circumstance which took place in the nineteenth century, but which, it is to be hoped, was never customary in the Isle of Man. A farmer, who had lost a number of his sheep and cattle by murrain, burned a calf as a propitiatory offering to the Deity on this spot, where a chapel was afterwards built. Hence the name.