Page 207. 'And their step-mother, being jealous of their father's great
love for them, cast upon the king's children, by sorcery, the shape of
swans, and bade them go roaming, even till Patrick's mass-bell should
sound in Erin; but no farther in time than that did her power
extend.'--_The Fate of the Children of Lir_.
Page 222. The wind was one of the deities of the Pagan Irish. 'The
murmuring of the Red Wind from the East,' says an old poem, 'is heard in
its course by the strong as well as the weak; it is the wind that wastes
the bottom of the trees, and injurious to man is that red wind.'