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And they answered, 'Sharvan the giant is slain, and behold here we have brought thee berries from the quicken-tree so that henceforth we may live at peace. Then Finn took the berries in his hand, and when he had smelled them three times he said, 'Of a truth these be the berries of the quicken-tree, but not of your own strength have ye gotten them.
Now, at this time, when Sharvan was keeping watch and ward over the tree, a cruel king was reigning over the lands that looked towards the rising sun.
"I have not any more," said Pinkeen; "but if you will guard the tree in Dooros Wood you can feast on them from morn till night." "I'll guard every tree in the wood, if I may do that," said the giant. "You'll have to guard only one," said Pinkeen. "How am I to get to it?" said Sharvan. "You must first come with me towards fairyland," said the fairy. "Very well," said Sharvan; "let us go."
Then said Oisin the son of Finn, 'I counsel you, get ye hence, for the head that the King seeketh from you is the head of Dermat, and were ye to attempt to take it, then would Dermat take yours, were ye twenty times the number that ye be. And as for the quicken-berries, know ye that they grow on a fairy tree, guarded by the one-eyed giant Sharvan.
Sharvan took out the little fellow, who, as soon as he saw he was on the borders of fairyland ran as fast as his legs could carry him, and before he had gone very far he met all the little fairies who, hearing the shouts of the giant, came trooping out from the ferns to see what was the matter.
The page, taking the berries with him, went off to Sharvan, whose roaring nearly frightened the poor little fellow to death. But as soon as the giant tasted the berries he got into good humour, and he asked the page if he could remove the spell of enchantment from him. "I can," said the page, "and I will if you promise me that you will not try to cross the borders of fairyland."
The Dedanns having heard of this tree, and not wishing that anyone should eat of the berries but themselves, sent a giant of their own people to guard it, namely, Sharvan the Surly of Lochlann. The Palace of the Little Cat The description of the rows of jewels ranged round the wall of the palace of the Little Cat is taken from "The Voyage of Maildun." The Birds of the Mystic Lake
Then Pinkeen told his majesty that he had brought with him a giant who was willing to guard the fairy tree. "And who is he and where is he?" asked the king. "The other giants called him Sharvan the Surly," said Pinkeen, "and he is stuck fast outside the borders of fairyland." "It is well," said the king, "you are pardoned."
With one blow of this club he could break a rock into splinters, and fire could not burn him, and water could not drown him, and weapons could not wound him, and there was no way to kill him but by giving him three blows of his own club. And he was so bad-tempered that the other giants called him Sharvan the Surly.
One eye, one red eye gleamed from the middle of his black forehead. On his body was a girdle of iron, and from the girdle was a heavy club hung by a heavy chain. And by magic was Sharvan saved from death, for water would not drown him nor fire burn; neither was there weapon, save one, that could wound the giant.
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