Cauldron of Poesy
Cauldron of Poesy
My
true Cauldron of Incubation It has been taken by the Gods from the mysteries of the elemental abyss A fitting decision
that ennobles one from one's center that pours forth a terrifying stream of speech from the mouth.
I am Amirgen
White-knee pale of substance, gray of hair, accomplishing my incubation in proper poetic forms in diverse
color.
The Gods do not apportion the same to everyone -- tipped, inverted, right-side-up; no knowledge, half-knowledge,
full-knowledge -- for Eber and Donn, the making of fearful poetry, vast, mighty draughts of death-spells in
active voice, in passive silence, in the neutral balance between, in the proper construction of rhyme, in this way
it narrates the path and function of my cauldron.
I sing of the Cauldron of Wisdom which bestows the merit of
every art, through which treasure increases, which magnifies every common artisan, which builds up a person through
their gift.
Where is the root of poetry in a person; in the body or in the soul? They say it is in the soul, for the
body does nothing without the soul. Others say it is in the body where the arts are learned, passed through the bodies of
our ancestors. It is said this is the seat of what remains over the root of poetry; and the good knowledge in every person's
ancestry comes not into everyone, but comes into every other person.
What then is the root of poetry and every other
wisdom? Not hard; three cauldrons are born in every person, i.e., the Cauldron of Incubation, the Cauldron of Motion and the
Cauldron of Wisdom.
The Cauldron of Incubation is born upright in a person from the beginning. It distributes wisdom
to people in their youth.
The Cauldron of Motion, however, after turning increases. That is to say it is born tipped
on its side in a person.
The Cauldron of Wisdom is born on its lips (upside-down) and it distributes wisdom in every
art besides (in addition to) poetry.
The Cauldron of Motion, then, in every other person is on its lips, i.e., in
ignorant people. It is side-slanting in people of bardcraft and strophes (mid-level poetry). It is on its back in the "great
streams" (highest poetic grades) of great wisdom and poetry. On account of this not every mid-level person has it on its back
because the Cauldron of Motion must be turned by sorrow or joy.
Question: How many divisions of sorrow that turn the
cauldrons of sages? Not hard; four. Longing, grief, the sorrows of jealousy and the discipline of pilgrimage to holy places.
It is internally that these are borne although the cause is from outside.
There are then two divisions of joy that
turn the Cauldron of Wisdom, i.e., divine joy and human joy.
In human joy there are four divisions among the wise.
Sexual intimacy; the joy of health untroubled by the abundance of goading when a person takes up the prosperity of bardcraft;
the joy of the binding principle of wisdom after good (poetic) construction; and, joy of fitting poetic frenzy from the grinding
away at the fair nuts of the nine hazels on the Well of Segais in the Sìdhe realm. They cast themselves in great quantities
like a ram's fleece upon the ridges of the Boyne, moving against the stream swifter than racehorses driven in the middle-month
on the magnificent day every seven years.
The Gods touch a person through divine and human joys so that they are able
to speak prophetic poems and dispense wisdom and perform miracles, as well as offering wise judgment and giving precedents
and wisdom in answer to everyone's wishes. But the source of these joys (the Gods) is outside the person although the actual
cause of the joy is internal.
I sing of the Cauldron of Motion understanding grace, accumulating knowledge
streaming poetic inspiration as milk from the breast, it is the tide-water point of knowledge union of sages stream
of sovereignty glory of the lowly mastery of words swift understanding reddening satire craftsman of histories
cherishing pupils looking after binding principles distinguishing the intricacies of language moving toward
music propagation of good wisdom enriching nobility ennobling non-nobles exalting names relating praises
through the working of law comparing of ranks pure weighing of nobility with fair words of the wise with
streams of sages, the noble brew in which is boiled the true root of all knowledge which bestows after duty which
is climbed after diligence which poetic ecstasy sets in motion which joy turns which is revealed through sorrow;
it is lasting power undiminishing protection I sing of the Cauldron of Motion
What is this motion? Not
hard; an artistic turning or artistic after-turning or artistic journey, i.e., it bestows good wisdom and nobility and honor
after turning.
The Cauldron of Motion bestows, is bestowed extends, is extended nourishes, is nourished
magnifies, is magnified invokes, is invoked sings, is sung preserves, is preserved arranges, is arranged
supports, is supported.
Good is the well of measuring good is the dwelling of speech good is the confluence
of power which builds up strength.
It is greater than every domain it is better than every inheritance, it
brings one to knowledge adventuring away from ignorance.
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