Tir na nog

Oisin in Tir na nog. According to ancient legend, Finn’s son, Oisin, the hero-poet, survived to the time of St. Patrick, two hundred years (the legend makes it three hundred) after the other Fena. On a certain occasion when the saint asked him how he had lived to such a great age, the old hero related the following story.

One day while out hunting with Finn and the Fena, Oisin saw a beautiful maiden on a white steed ride swiftly towards them. As she came slowly to the presence of Finn, he addressed her courteously in these words,

“Who art thou, O lovely youthful princess? Tell us thy name and the name of thy country, and relate to us the cause of thy coming”.

She answered in a sweet and gentle voice, “Noble king of the Fena, I am the daughter of the king of Tir na nog and my name is Niam of the Golden Hair. I love thy noble son Oisin; and this is what has brought me to Erin”.

She took Oisin on her white steed to Tir na nog the land of never ending youth. The steed galloped swiftly and smoothly towards the west, till he reached the strand; and then moved over the face of the sea with the speed of a cloud-shadow on a March day. They visited many strange and beautiful places. At one of them, the Land of Virtues, Niam asked Oisin to free a Tuatha de Danann damsel from a Fomor demon.

Oisin fought him for three days and three nights without food or drink or sleep, he felled the giant and instantly cut off his head. He buried the giant in a deep and wide grave, and he raised a great carn over him, and placed on it a stone with his name graved in Ogam.

On arriving in Tir na nog Oisin saw that it was the most delightful and most renowned country under the sun. There was an aboundance of gold, silver and jewels, of honey and wine, and the trees bore fruit and blossoms and green leaves together all the year round. He wore the diadem of the King of Tir na nog which guarded him day and night, and he was for

ever young, and gifted with unfading beauty and strength and Niam of the Golden Hair became his wife.

Oisin lived in the Land of Youth more than three hundred years; At the end of that time he had a longing to see his father Finn and all his old companions. The king gave him permission and Niam said “Erin is not now as it was when you left it”. The great Finn and his Fena are all gone; and you will find instead of them, a holy father and hosts of priests and saints. If once you alight from the white steed, you will never come back to me.

When Oisin arrived back in Erin he scarcely knew the old places. He saw little men and women all mounted on horses as small as themselves and they marvelled much at his great size and the beauty and majesty of his person. He visited every place throughout the country where he knew the Fena had lived but he found their houses solitary and in ruins.

At length he came to Glenasmole where many a time he had hunted in days of old with the Fena, and there he saw a crowd of people who said “Come to us, thou mighty hero, and help us out of out strait; for thou art a man of vast strength”.

He went with them a found a number of men trying in vain to raise a large flat stone. It was half lifted from the ground, but those who were under it were not strong enough either to raise it further or to free themselves from its weight. And they were in great distress, and on the point of being crushed to death.

He stooped forward and seized the flag with one hand; and, putting forth his strength he flung it seven perches from its place, and relieved the little men.


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