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Age of Chivalry, The
B. THE MABINOGEON   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter IX. Branwen, the Daughter of Llyr
Thomas Bulfinch
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       _ Bendigeid Vran, the son of Llyr, was the crowned king of this
       island, and he was exalted from the crown of London. And one
       afternoon he was at Harlech, in Ardudwy, at his court; and he sat
       upon the rock of Harlech, looking over the sea. And with him were
       his brother, Manawyddan, the son of Llyr, and his brothers by the
       mother's side, Nissyen and Evnissyen, and many nobles likewise, as
       was fitting to see around a king. His two brothers by the mother's
       side were the sons of Euroswydd, and one of these youths was a
       good youth, and of gentle nature, and would make peace between his
       kindred, and cause his family to be friends when their wrath was
       at the highest, and this one was Nissyen; but the other would
       cause strife between his two brothers when they were most at
       peace. And as they sat thus they beheld thirteen ships coming from
       the south of Ireland, and making towards them; and they came with
       a swift motion, the wind being behind them; and they neared them
       rapidly. "I see ships afar," said the king, "coming swiftly
       towards the land. Command the men of the court that they equip
       themselves, and go and learn their intent." So the men equipped
       themselves, and went down towards them. And when they saw the
       ships near, certain were they that they had never seen ships
       better furnished. Beautiful flags of satin were upon them. And,
       behold, one of the ships outstripped the others, and they saw a
       shield lifted up above the side of the ship, and the point of the
       shield was upwards, in token of peace. And the men drew near, that
       they might hold converse. Then they put out boats, and came toward
       the land. And they saluted the king. Now the king could hear them
       from the place where he was upon the rock above their heads.
       "Heaven prosper you." said he, "and be ye welcome! To whom do
       these ships belong, and who is the chief amongst you?" "Lord,"
       said they, "Matholch, king of Ireland, is here, and these ships
       belong to him." "Wherefore comes he?" asked the king, "and will he
       come to the land?" "He is a suitor unto thee, lord," said they,
       "and he will not land unless he have his boon." "And what may that
       be?" inquired the king. "He desires to ally himself, lord, with
       thee," said they, "and he comes to ask Branwen, the daughter of
       Llyr, that, if it seem well to thee, the Island of the Mighty
       [Footnote: The Island of the Mighty is one of the many names
       bestowed upon Britain by the Welsh.] may be leagued with Ireland,
       and both become more powerful." "Verily," said he, "let him come
       to land, and we will take counsel thereupon." And this answer was
       brought to Matholch. "I will go willingly," said he. So he landed,
       and they received him joyfully; and great was the throng in the
       palace that night, between his hosts and those of the court; and
       next day they took counsel, and they resolved to bestow Branwen
       upon Matholch. Now she was one of the three chief ladies of this
       island, and she was the fairest damsel in the world.
       And they fixed upon Aberfraw as the place where she should become
       his bride. And they went thence, and towards Aberfraw the hosts
       proceeded, Matholch and his host in their ships, Bendigeid Vran
       and his host by land, until they came to Aberfraw. And at Aberfraw
       they began the feast, and sat down. And thus sat they: the king of
       the Island of the Mighty and Manawyddan, the son of Llyr, on one
       side, and Matholch on the other side, and Branwen, the daughter of
       Llyr, beside him. And they were not within a house, but under
       tents. No house could ever contain Bendigeid Vran. And they began
       the banquet, and caroused and discoursed. And when it was more
       pleasing to them to sleep than to carouse, they went to rest, and
       Branwen became Matholch's bride.
       And next day they arose, and all they of the court, and the
       officers began to equip, and to range the horses and the
       attendants, and they ranged them in order as far as the sea.
       And, behold, one day Evnissyen, the quarrelsome man, of whom it is
       spoken above, came by chance into the place where the horses of
       Matholch were, and asked whose horses they might be. "They are the
       horses of Matholch, king of Ireland, who is married to Branwen,
       thy sister; his horses are they." "And is it thus they have done
       with a maiden such as she, and moreover my sister, bestowing her
       without my consent? They could have offered no greater insult to
       me than this," said he. And thereupon he rushed under the horses,
       and cut off their lips at the teeth, and their ears close to their
       heads, and their tails close to their backs; and he disfigured the
       horses, and rendered them useless.
       And they came with these tidings unto Matholch, saying that the
       horses were disfigured and injured, so that not one of them could
       ever be of any use again. "Verily, lord," said one, "it was an
       insult unto thee, and as such was it meant." "Of a truth, it is a
       marvel to me that, if they desire to insult me, they should have
       given me a maiden of such high rank, and so much beloved of her
       kindred, as they have done." "Lord," said another, "thou seest
       that thus it is, and there is nothing for thee to do but to go to
       thy ships." And thereupon towards his ships he set out.
       And tidings came to Bendigeid Vran that Matholch was quitting the
       court without asking leave, and messengers were sent to inquire of
       him wherefore he did so. And the messengers that went were Iddic,
       the son of Anarawd, and Heveyd Hir. And these overtook him, and
       asked of him what he designed to do, and wherefore he went forth.
       "Of a truth," said he, "if I had known, I had not come hither. I
       have been altogether insulted; no one had ever worse treatment
       than I have had here." "Truly, lord, it was not the will of any
       that are of the court," said they, "nor of any that are of the
       council, that thou shouldst have received this insult; and as thou
       hast been insulted, the dishonor is greater unto Bendigeid Vran
       than unto thee." "Verily," said he, "I think so. Nevertheless, he
       cannot recall the insult." These men returned with that answer to
       the place where Bendigeid Vran was, and they told him what reply
       Matholch had given them. "Truly," said he, "there are no means by
       which we may prevent his going away at enmity with us that we will
       not take." "Well, lord," said they, "send after him another
       embassy." "I will do so," said he. "Arise, Manawyddan, son of
       Llyr, and Heveyd Hir, and go after him, and tell him that he shall
       have a sound horse for every one that has been injured. And beside
       that, as an atonement for the insult, he shall have a staff of
       silver as large and as tall as himself, and a plate of gold of the
       breadth of his face. And show unto him who it was that did this,
       and that it was done against my will; but that he who did it is my
       brother, and therefore it would be hard for me to put him to
       death. And let him come and meet me," said he, "and we will make
       peace in any way he may desire."
       The embassy went after Matholch, and told him all these sayings in
       a friendly manner; and he listened thereunto. "Men," said he, "I
       will take counsel." So to the council he went. And in the council
       they considered that, if they should refuse this, they were likely
       to have more shame rather than to obtain so great an atonement.
       They resolved, therefore, to accept it, and they returned to the
       court in peace.
       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 Matholch and
       Bendigeid Vran began to discourse; and, behold, it seemed to
       Bendigeid Vran, while they talked, that Matholch 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. "O man," said Bendigeid
       Vran, "thou dost not discourse to-night so cheerfully as thou wast
       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 for the horses." "Lord," said he, "Heaven reward
       thee!" "And I will enhance the atonement," said Bendigeid Vran,
       "for I will give unto thee a caldron, 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.
       That night they continued to discourse as much as they would, and
       had minstrelsy and carousing; and when it was more pleasant to
       them to sleep than to sit longer, they went to rest. And thus was
       the banquet carried on with joyousness; and when it was finished,
       Matholch journeyed towards Ireland, and Branwen with him; and they
       went from Aber Menei with thirteen ships, and came to Ireland. And
       in Ireland was there great joy because of their coming. And not
       one great man nor noble lady visited Branwen unto whom she gave
       not either a clasp or a ring, or a royal jewel to keep, such as it
       was honorable to be seen departing with. And in these things she
       spent that year in much renown, and she passed her time
       pleasantly, enjoying honor and friendship. And in due time a son
       was born unto her, and the name that they gave him was Gwern, the
       son of Matholch, and they put the boy out to be nursed in a place
       where were the best men of Ireland.
       And, behold, in the second year a tumult arose in Ireland, on
       account of the insult which Matholch had received in Wales, and
       the payment made him for his horses. And his foster-brothers, and
       such as were nearest to him, blamed him openly for that matter.
       And he might have no peace by reason of the tumult, until they
       should revenge upon him this disgrace. And the vengeance which
       they took was to drive away Branwen from the same chamber with
       him, and to make her cook for the court; and they caused the
       butcher, after he had cut up the meat, to come to her and give her
       every day a blow on the ear; and such they made her punishment.
       "Verily, lord," said his men to Matholch, "forbid now the ships
       and the ferry-boats, and the coracles, that they go not into
       Wales, and such as come over from Wales hither, imprison them,
       that they go not back for this thing to be known there." And he
       did so; and it was thus for no less than three years.
       And Branwen reared a starling in the cover of the kneading-trough,
       and she taught it to speak, and she taught the bird what manner of
       man her brother was. And she wrote a letter of her woes, and the
       despite with which she was treated, and she bound the letter to
       the root of the bird's wing, and sent it toward Wales. And the
       bird came to that island; and one day it found Bendigeid Vran at
       Caer Seiont in Arvon, conferring there, and it alighted upon his
       shoulder, and ruffled its feathers, so that the letter was seen,
       and they knew that the bird had been reared in a domestic manner.
       Then Bendigeid Vran took the letter and looked upon it. And when
       he had read the letter, he grieved exceedingly at the tidings of
       Branwen's woes. And immediately he began sending messengers to
       summon the island together. And he caused seven-score and four of
       his chief men to come unto him, and he complained to them of the
       grief that his sister endured. So they took counsel. And in the
       counsel they resolved to go to Ireland, and to leave seven men as
       princes at home, and Caradoc, [Footnote: Caractacus.] the son of
       Bran, as the chief of them.
       Bendigeid Vran, with the host of which we spoke, sailed towards
       Ireland; and it was not far across the sea, and he came to shoal
       water. Now the swine-herds of Matholch were upon the sea-shore,
       and they came to Matholch. "Lord," said they, "greeting be unto
       thee." "Heaven protect you!" said he; "have you any news?" "Lord,"
       said they, "we have marvellous news. A wood have we seen upon the
       sea, in a place where we never yet saw a single tree." "This is
       indeed a marvel," said he; "saw you aught else?" "We saw, lord,"
       said they, "a vast mountain beside the wood, which moved, and
       there was a lofty ridge on the top of the mountain, and a lake on
       each side of the ridge. And the wood and the mountain, and all
       these things, moved." "Verily," said he, "there is none who can
       know aught concerning this unless it be Branwen."
       Messengers then went unto Branwen. "Lady," said they, "what
       thinkest thou that this is?" "The men of the Island of the Mighty,
       who have come hither on hearing of my ill-treatment and of my
       woes." "What is the forest that is seen upon the sea?" asked they.
       "The yards and the masts of ships," she answered. "Alas!" said
       they; "what is the mountain that is seen by the side of the
       ships?" "Bendigeid Vran, my brother," she replied, "coming to
       shoal water, and he is wading to the land." "What is the lofty
       ridge, with the lake on each side thereof?" "On looking towards
       this island he is wroth, and his two eyes on each side of his nose
       are the two lakes on each side of the ridge."
       The warriors and chief men of Ireland were brought together in
       haste, and they took counsel. "Lord," said the neighbors unto
       Matholch, "there is no other counsel than this alone. Thou shalt
       give the kingdom to Gwern, the son of Branwen his sister, as a
       compensation for the wrong and despite that have been done unto
       Branwen. And he will make peace with thee." And in the council it
       was resolved that this message should be sent to Bendigeid Vran,
       lest the country should be destroyed. And this peace was made. And
       Matholch caused a great house to be built for Bendigeid Vran, and
       his host. Thereupon came the hosts into the house. The men of the
       island of Ireland entered the house on the one side, and the men
       of the Island of the Mighty on the other. And as soon as they had
       sat down, there was concord between them; and the sovereignty was
       conferred upon the boy. When the peace was concluded, Bendigeid
       Vran called the boy unto him, and from Bendigeid Vran the boy went
       unto Manawyddan; and he was beloved by all that beheld him. And
       from Manawyddan the boy was called by Nissyen, the son of
       Euroswydd, and the boy went unto him lovingly. "Wherefore," said
       Evnissyen, "comes not my nephew, the son of my sister, unto me?
       Though he were not king of Ireland, yet willingly would I fondle
       the boy." "Cheerfully let him go to thee," said Bendigeid Vran;
       and the boy went unto him cheerfully. "By my confession to
       Heaven," said Evnissyen in his heart, "unthought of is the
       slaughter that I will this instant commit."
       Then he arose and took up the boy, and before any one in the house
       could seize hold of him he thrust the boy headlong into the
       blazing fire. And when Branwen saw her son burning in the fire,
       she strove to leap into the fire also, from the place where she
       sat between her two brothers. But Bendigeid Vran grasped her with
       one hand, and his shield with the other. Then they all hurried
       about the house, and never was there made so great a tumult by any
       host in one house as was made by them, as each man armed himself.
       And while they all sought their arms Bendigeid Vran supported
       Branwen between his shield and his shoulder. And they fought.
       Then the Irish kindled a fire under the caldron of renovation, and
       they cast the dead bodies into the caldron until it was full; and
       the next day they came forth fighting men, as good as before,
       except that they were not able to speak. Then when Evnissyen saw
       the dead bodies of the men of the Island of the Mighty nowhere
       resuscitated, he said in his heart, "Alas! woe is me, that I
       should have been the cause of bringing the men of the Island of
       the Mighty into so great a strait. Evil betide me if I find not a
       deliverance therefrom." And he cast himself among the dead bodies
       of the Irish; and two unshod Irishmen came to him, and, taking him
       to be one of the Irish, flung him into the caldron. And he
       stretched himself out in the caldron, so that he rent the caldron
       into four pieces, and burst his own heart also.
       In consequence of this, the men of the Island of the Mighty
       obtained such success as they had; but they were not victorious,
       for only seven men of them all escaped, and Bendigeid Vran himself
       was wounded in the foot with a poisoned dart. Now the men that
       escaped were Pryderi, Manawyddan, Taliesin, and four others.
       And Bendigeid Vran commanded them that they should cut off his
       head. "And take you my head," said he, "and bear it even unto the
       White Mount in London, and bury it there with the face towards
       France. And so long as it lies there, no enemy shall ever land on
       the island." So they cut off his head, and these seven went
       forward therewith. And Branwen was the eighth with them. And they
       came to land on Aber Alaw, and they sat down to rest. And Branwen
       looked towards Ireland, and towards the Island of the Mighty, to
       see if she could descry them. "Alas!" said she, "woe is me that I
       was ever born; two islands have been destroyed because of me."
       Then she uttered a groan, and there broke her heart. And they made
       her a four-sided grave, and buried her upon the banks of the Alaw.
       Then the seven men journeyed forward, bearing the head with them;
       and as they went, behold there met them a multitude of men and
       women. "Have you any tidings?" said Manawyddan. "We have none,"
       said they, "save that Caswallawn, [Footnote: Cassivellaunus.] the
       son of Beli, has conquered the Island of the Mighty, and is
       crowned king in London." "What has become," said they, "of
       Caradoc, the son of Bran, and the seven men who were left with him
       in this island?" "Caswallawn came upon them, and slew six of the
       men, and Caradoc's heart broke for grief thereof." And the seven
       men journeyed on towards London, and they buried the head in the
       White Mount, as Bendigeid Vran had directed them. [Footnote: There
       is a Triad upon the story of the head buried under the White Tower
       of London, as a charm against invasion. Arthur, it seems, proudly
       disinterred the head, preferring to hold the island by his own
       strength alone.] _
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Author's Preface
A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter I. Introduction
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter II. The Mythical History of England
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter III. Merlin
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter IV. Arthur
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter V. Arthur (Continued)
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter VI. Sir Gawain
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter VII. Caradoc Briefbras; or, Caradoc with the Shrunken Arm
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter VIII. Launcelot of the Lake
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter IX. The Adventure of the Cart
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter X. The Lady of Shalott
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XI. Queen Guenever's Peril
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XII. Tristram and Isoude
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XIII. Tristram and Isoude (Continued)
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XIV. Sir Tristram's Battle with Sir Launcelot
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XV. The Round Table
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XVI. Sir Palamedes
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XVII. Sir Tristram
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XVIII. Perceval
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XIX. The Sangreal, or Holy Graal
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XX. The Sangreal (Continued)
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XXI. The Sangreal (Continued)
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XXII. Sir Agrivain's Treason
   A. KING ARTHUR AND HIS KNIGHTS - Chapter XXIII. Morte d'Arthur
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Introductory Note
B. THE MABINOGEON
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter I. The Britons
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter II. The Lady of the Fountain
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter III. The Lady of the Fountain (Continued)
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter IV. The Lady of the Fountain (Continued)
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter V. Geraint, the Son of Erbin
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter VI. Geraint, the Son of Erbin (Continued)
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter VII. Geraint, the Son of Erbin (Continued)
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter VIII. Pwyll, Prince of Dyved
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter IX. Branwen, the Daughter of Llyr
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter X. Manawyddan
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter XI. Kilwich and Olwen
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter XII. Kilwich and Olwen (Continued)
   B. THE MABINOGEON - Chapter XIII. Taliesin
C. HERO MYTHS OF THE BRITISH RACE
   C. HERO MYTHS OF THE BRITISH RACE - Beowulf
   C. HERO MYTHS OF THE BRITISH RACE - Cuchulain, Champion of Ireland
   C. HERO MYTHS OF THE BRITISH RACE - Hereward the Wake
   C. HERO MYTHS OF THE BRITISH RACE - Robin Hood
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