The full legend can be found on a number of sites (listed below) but here is a summary of it adapted from the play which we have performed a number of times in the grounds of the centre. It is also used for our group drama workshops. We have an interactive map of the places mentioned in the story here.
Fadó,
fadó, or long, long ago, not so very far from here … in fact you
can almost see it … go straight through the village past Lyons and
towards Carrickboy and it’s right in front of you before the big
bend, we’re going up there at Lughnasa to pick bilberries if you’d
like to come … sorry, I got a bit distracted, back to the story …
long, long ago there was a fairy prince, one of the Tuatha Dé
Dannan, named Midir. He lived on Brí Léith, now known as Ardagh
Mountain …
One
day Midir was out riding his horse through the countryside
surrounding his home when he came across the most beautiful girl he
had ever seen. She was beside a river washing her hair. She scooped
up the water in a spectacular silver bowl that glinted in the
sunlight and attracted his eye
towards her. Midir fell instantly in love and stopped to ask the
maiden her name. She was Etain, and when their eyes met she too was
smitten. Midir wasted no time in asking her to become his wife and
she instantly abandoned her task, leaving her silver bowl, her home
and all of her past life behind her she travelled to Brí Léith with
him.


Finally
Etain grew so weary that she had to rest, she landed on the window
sill belonging to Etar, an Ulster chieftain who
just happened to be having a great party at the time. Exhausted after
her years being tossed and thrown around by the wind, Etain fell from
the window into the goblet of Etar’s wife. She drank the wine it
contained and without even noticing swallowed the butterfly too.
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Irish language comic available in our Craft gallery |
Nine
months later she gave birth to a baby girl who she named Etain. The
baby Etain was just as beautiful as she had been in her previous
life, she grew into a happy child full of mischief and daydreams,
with no recollection of her fairy past. When she was all grown up
again, she looked exactly as she had beforehand and had many, many
admirers. Etain
married Eochaidh, the High King of Ireland. Great
celebrations were held at Tara, where the High King lived, for a
fortnight before and after the wedding.
Sometime
after her wedding Etain was alone in the fields around Tara when she
was approached by a stranger. Midir, who had been searching Ireland
for his lost love all this time was delighted to finally track her
down, but soon realised that she had no memory of their life
together. Despite his attempts to remind her of their love, Etain
chose to stay with Eochaidh, but became troubled by dreams of Midir
and Brí Léith.
Unable
to leave her now that he had finally found Etain, Midir showed up at
Tara and challenged the High King to a game of fichel,
an old Irish game similar to chess. They played with gold pieces on a
silver board and Eochaidh decreed that the terms would be decided
after each match.
Midir
lost the first game and Eochaidh demanded a forest fully grown,
instantly a forest appeared. Eochaidh
realised that this stranger was of the magical sidhe
race, but agreed to play a second game which he also won. This time
for his forfeit he ordered Midir to build a road across the bog. Some
of you may have seen part of this road before at Corlea Bog. Perhaps
foolishly Eochaidh took the third challenge, but this time Midir won.
He named his prize, a kiss from Etain. Eochaidh, fearing that his
wife would be taken from him, told Midir to come back in a month.
During
this time Eochaidh had barricades built around his palace in Tara and
increased the guard around him and Etain at all times. He was
determined to keep Midir out, but knew the fairy magic was strong, so
he kept Etain close. One month later, however, Midir suddenly
appeared in the middle of the Great Hall at Tara, took Etain by the
hand and both of them vanished. Those who rushed outside didn’t see
the pair escape, but instead two swans circled the palace together
before disappearing in the direction of Brí Léith, where it’s
said there’s an entrance to Tir na nÓg where they still live
happily. Maybe we’ll find it on our bilberry walk in July.
http://www.longfordtourism.ie/heritage/myths-and-legends/midhir-and-etain/
https://storyarchaeology.com// Midir
https://storyarchaeology.com// Midir
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