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Together with works from Welsh, Irish and Scottish Gaelic, Cornish, Breton and Manx, this Celtic Miscellany bargains a wealthy mix of poetry and prose from the 8th to the 19th century, and offers a different perception into the minds and literature of the Celtic humans. It is a literature ruled via a deep feel of ask yourself, wild inventiveness and a profound experience of the uncanny, during which the flora and fauna and the facility of the person spirit are celebrated with impressive imaginitive strength. Skifully prepared via subject matter, from the hero-tales of Cu Chulainn, Bardic poetry and elegies, to the delicate and intimate writings of early Celtic Christianity, this anthology presents a desirable perception right into a deeply inventive literary culture.

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