The Tain Bo Culaigne
The Scythed Chariot
Thereupon the charioteer arose and donned his yeoman's suit for
charioteering. Of this yeoman's suit for charioteering, this is what he put on
him: His soft kirtle of skin which was light and airy, which was smooth and
sparkling, which was stitched and of buckskin, so that it hindered not the
movements of his arms outside. Over that he put outside an over-mantle of
raven's feathers, which Simon Magus had made as a gift for Darius Nero, king of
the Romans. Darius bestowed it upon Conchobar; Conchobar gave it to Cuchulain;
Cuchulain presented it to his charioteer.
The same charioteer took the crested, plated, four-bordered battle-cap with
variety of every colour and every figure, reaching down over the middle of his
shoulders behind. It was an adornment for him and not an encumbrance. With his
hand he placed the red-yellow frontlet-- like one red-golden strip of glowing
gold smelted over the edge of an anvil-- on his forehead as a token of
charioteering, to distinguish him from his master. He opened the hobbles that
fastened his steeds and grasped his gold-mounted goad in his right hand. In his
left hand he seized the lines, that is, the bridle-reins of his horses for
restraining his steeds before performing his charioteering.
He next threw the iron-sheathed gold-bedecked coats of mail over his horses,
so that they covered them from forehead to forehand. The chariot was studded
with dartlets, lancelets, spearlets, and hardened spits, so that every portion
of the frame bristled with points in that chariot and every corner and end and
point and face of that chariot was a passage of laceration.
Then cast he a spell of concealment over his horses and over his fellow, so
that they were not visible to any one in the camp, while all in the camp were
visible to them. Well indeed was it that he cast that charm, for on that day the
charioteer had to perform the three gifts of charioteership, namely leaping over
a cleft in the ranks, unerring driving, and the handling of the goad.
Then arose the champion and battle-warrior and the instrument of Badb's
corpse-fold among the men of the earth, Cuchulain son of Sualtaim, and he donned
his war-dress of battle and fight and combat. To that wardress of battle and
fight and combat which he put about him belonged seven and twenty waxed,
board-like, equally close skin-tunics which were girded by cords and swathings
and ropes on his fair skin, to the end that his wit and reason might not become
deranged when the violence of his nature came over him.
Over him he put on the outside his battle-girdle of a champion, of tough,
tanned, stout leather cut from the forequarters of seven ox-hides of yearlings,
so that it reached from the slender parts of his waist to the stout part under
his arm-pits. He was used to wear it to keep off spears and points and irons and
lances and arrows. For in like manner they would bound back from it as if from
stone or rock or horn they rebounded. Then he took his silken, glossy trews with
their band of spotted pale-gold against the soft lower parts of his loins. His
brown, well-sewn kilt of brown leather from the shoulders of four ox-hides of
yearlings with his battle-girdle of cow-skins, he put underneath over the
shining silken trews on the outside.
Then the king-warrior seized his battle-arms of battle and fight and combat.
This is what belonged to those warlike weapons of battle: He took his eight
little swords together with the bright-faced, tusk-hilted straight-sword; he
took his eight little spears besides his five-pronged spear, he took his eight
little darts together with his javelin with its walrus-tooth ornaments; he took
his eight little shafts along with his play-staff; he took his eight shields for
feats together with his dark-red bent-shield, whereon a show-boar could lie in
its hollow boss, with its very sharp razor-like, keen-cutting, hard iron rim all
around it, so that it would cut a hair against the stream because of its
sharpness and fineness and keenness. When the young warrior would perform the
edge-feat withal, it was the same whether he cut with his shield or his spear or
Next he put round his head his crested war-helm of battle and fight and
combat, whereout was uttered the cry of an hundred young warriors with the
long-drawn wail from each of its angles and corners. For this was the way that
the fiends, the goblins and the sprites of the glens and the demons of the air
screamed before and above and around him, what time he went forth for the
shedding of blood of heroes and champions, exulting in the mighty deeds wrought
His veil of concealment was thrown over him then, of raiment from Tir
Tairngirè ('the Land of Promise') which had been brought to him as a gift by
Manannan son of Ler ('the Sea') from the king of Tir na Sorcha ('the Land of
Then took place the first twisting-fit and rage of the royal hero Cuchulain,
so that he made a terrible, many-shaped, wonderful, unheard of thing of himself.
His flesh trembled about him like a pole against the torrent or like a bulrush
against the stream, every member and every joint and every point and every
knuckle of him from crown to ground. He made a mad whirling-feat of his body
within his hide. His feet and his shins and his knees slid so that they came
behind him. His heels and his calves and his hams shifted so that they passed to
the front. The muscles of his calves moved so that they came to the front of his
shins, so that each huge knot was the size of a soldier's balled fist. He
stretched the sinews of his head so that they stood out on the nape of his neck,
hill-like lumps, huge, incalculable, vast, immeasurable and as large as the head
of a month-old child.
He next made a ruddy bowl of his face and his countenance. He gulped down one
eye into his head so that it would be hard work if a wild crane succeeded in
drawing it out on to the middle of his cheek from the rear of his skull. Its
mate sprang forth till it came out on his cheek. His mouth was distorted
monstrously. He drew the cheek from the jaw-bone so that the interior of his
throat was to be seen. His lungs and his lights stood out so that they fluttered
in his mouth and his gullet. He struck a mad lion's blow with the upper jaw on
its fellow so that as large as a wether's fleece of a three year old was each
red, fiery flake which his teeth forced into his mouth from his gullet.
There was heard the loud clap of his heart against his breast like the yelp
of a howling bloodhound or like a lion going among bears. There were seen the
torches of the Badb, and the rain clouds of poison, and the sparks of
glowing-red fire, blazing and flashing in hazes and mists over his head with the
seething of the truly wild wrath that rose up above him. His hair bristled all
over his head like branches of a redthorn thrust into a gap in a great hedge.
Had a king's apple-tree laden with royal fruit been shaken around him, scarce an
apple of them all would have passed over him to the ground, but rather would an
apple have stayed stuck on each single hair there, for the twisting of the anger
which met it as it rose from his hair above him.
The Lon Laith ('Champion's Light') stood out of his forehead, so that it was
as long and as thick as a warrior's whetstone. As high, as thick, as strong, as
steady, as long as the sail-tree of some huge prime ship was the straight spout
of dark blood which arose right on high from the very ridge-pole of his crown,
so that a black fog of witchery was made thereof like to the smoke from a king's
hostel what time the king comes to be ministered to at nightfall of a winter's
When now this contortion had been completed in Cuchulain, then it was that
the hero of valour sprang into his scythed war-chariot, with its iron sickles,
its thin blades, its hooks and its hard spikes, with its hero's fore-prongs,
with its opening fixtures, with its stinging nails that were fastened to the
poles and thongs and bows and lines of the chariot.
It was then he delivered over his chariot the thunder-feat of a hundred and
the thunder-feat of two hundred and the thunder-feat of three hundred and the
thunder-feat of four hundred, and he ceased at the thunder-feat of five hundred.
For he did not deem it too much that such a great number should fall by his hand
at his first onset and first battle-assault on four of the five grand provinces
of Erin. In such wise fared he forth for to seek his foes, and he drove his
chariot in a wide circuit round about the hosts of the four grand provinces of
Erin. And he led his chariot a heavy way.
The chariot's iron wheels sank into the ground so that the earth dug up by
the iron wheels might have served for a dûn and a fortress, so did the chariot's
iron wheels cut into the ground. For in like manner the clods and boulders and
rocks and the clumps and the shingle of the earth arose up outside on a height
with the iron wheels. It was for this cause he made this circling hedge of the
Badb round about the hosts of four of the five grand provinces of Erin, that
they might not escape him nor get away before he would come on them to press a
reprisal for the boys. And he went into the midst of the ranks and mowed down
huge walls of the corpses of his foes and enemies and opponents in a great
circle round about the host.
And he made the onslaught of a foe amongst foes upon them, so that they fell
sole to sole, neck to neck, such was the closeness of their bodies. Thrice again
in this manner he circled them round, so that he left them in beds of six in a
great ring around them, even the soles of three to the backs of three men in a
circle around the camp. Hence Sessrech Bresligè ('Great sixfold Slaughter') is
the name of this event on the Tain, and it is one of the three unreckonable
events of the Tain, which were, to wit, Sessrech Bresligè, Immsligè Glennamnach
('the Mutual Slaying at Glennamain') and the battle of Garech and Ilgarech; only
that here, hound and horse and man were one to him.
What others say is that Lug son of Ethliu fought on Cuchulain's side at the
Their number is not known and it cannot be reckoned how many fell there of
the rabble rout, but only their chiefs have been counted. Here below are their
names to wit:
The two Crnad, two Calad, two Cir, two Ciar, two Ecell, three Cromm, three
Cur, three Combirgè, four Feochar four Furachar, four Cassè, four Fota, five
Caur, five Cerman, five Coblach, six Saxan, six Duach, six Darè, [six Dunchadh,
six Daimiach,] seven Rochad, seven Ronan, seven Rurthech, eight Rochlad, eight
Rochtad, eight Rindach, eight Corprè, eight Malach, nine Daigith, nine Darè,
nine Damach, ten Fiach, ten Fiacach, ten Fedlimid.
Ten and six-score kings, leaders and men of the land, Cuchulain laid low in
the great slaughter on the Plain of Murthemne, besides a countless horde of dogs
and horses and women and boys and children and common folk; for there escaped
not a third man of the men of Erin without a lump or without having half his
skull or an eye hurt, or without an enduring mark for the course of his life.