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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537063" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Cuchulain's Fight with the Sea</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">A man came slowly from the setting sun,<br>To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun,<br>And said, "I am that swineherd whom you bid<br>Go watch the road between the wood and tide,<br>But now I have no need to watch it more."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Then Emer cast the web upon the floor,<br>And raising arms all raddled with the dye,<br>Parted her lips with a loud sudden cry.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">That swineherd stared upon her face and said,<br>"No man alive, no man among the dead,<br>Has won the gold his cars of battle bring."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But if your master comes home triumphing<br>Why must you blench and shake from foot to crown?"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Thereon he shook the more and cast him down<br>Upon the web-heaped floor, and cried his word:<br>"With him is one sweet-throated like a bird."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"You dare me to my face," and thereupon<br>She smote with raddled fist, and where her son<br>Herded the cattle came with stumbling feet,<br>And cried with angry voice, "It is not meet<br>To idle life away, a common herd."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"I have long waited, mother, for that word:<br>But wherefore now?"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"There is a man to die;<br>You have the heaviest arm under the sky."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Whether under its daylight or its stars<br>My father stands amid his battle-cars."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"But you have grown to be the taller man."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Yet somewhere under starlight or the sun<br>My father stands."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Aged, worn out with wars<br>On foot. on horseback or in battle-cars."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"I only ask what way my journey lies,<br>For He who made you bitter made you wise."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The Red Branch camp in a great company<br>Between wood's rim and the horses of the sea.<br>Go there, and light a camp-fire at wood's rim;<br>But tell your name and lineage to him<br>Whose blade compels, and wait till they have found<br>Some feasting man that the same oath has bound."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Among those feasting men Cuchulain dwelt,<br>And his young sweetheart close beside him knelt,<br>Stared on the mournful wonder of his eyes,<br>Even as Spring upon the ancient skies,<br>And pondered on the glory of his days;<br>And all around the harp-string told his praise,<br>And Conchubar, the Red Branch king of kings,<br>With his own fingers touched the brazen strings.<br>At last Cuchulain spake, "Some man has made<br>His evening fire amid the leafy shade.<br>I have often heard him singing to and fro,<br>I have often heard the sweet sound of his bow.<br>Seek out what man he is."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">One went and came.<br>"He bade me let all know he gives his name<br>At the sword-point, and waits till we have found<br>Some feasting man that the same oath has bound."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Cuchulain cried, "I am the only man<br>Of all this host so bound from childhood on!"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">After short fighting in the leafy shade,<br>He spake to the young man, 'Is there no maid<br>Who loves you, no white arms to wrap you round,<br>Or do you long for the dim sleepy ground,<br>That you have come and dared me to my face?"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"The dooms of men are in God's hidden place,"</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Your head a while seemed like a woman's head<br>That I loved once."<br>Again the fighting sped,<br>But now the war-rage in Cuchulain woke,<br>And through that new blade's guard the old blade broke,<br>And pierced him.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Speak before your breath is done."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"Cuchulain I, mighty Cuchulain's son."</div><div style="margin:10px 0">"I put you from your pain. I can no more."<br>While day its burden on to evening bore,<br>With head bowed on his knees Cuchulain stayed;<br>Then Conchubar sent that sweet-throated maid,<br>And she, to win him, his grey hair caressed;<br>In vain her arms, in vain her soft white breast.<br>Then Conchubar, the subtlest of all men,<br>Ranking his Druids round him ten by ten,<br>Spake thus: "Cuchulain will dwell there and brood<br>For three days more in dreadful quietude,<br>And then arise, and raving slay us all.<br>Chaunt in his ear delusions magical,<br>That he may fight the horses of the sea."<br>The Druids took them to their mystery,<br>And chaunted for three days.<br>Cuchulain stirred,<br>Stared on the horses of the sea, and heard<br>The cars of battle and his own name cried;<br>And fought with the invulnerable tide.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=William+Butler+Yeats">William Butler Yeats</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=537063" data-title="Cuchulain's Fight with the Sea de William Butler Yeats" data-description="A man came slowly from the setting sun, To Emer, raddling raiment in her dun, And said, "I am that swineherd whom you bid Go watch the road between the wood and tide, But now I have no need to watch it more." 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