GREAT BRITAIN OF MY HEART
IRELAND & BRITISH ISLES
The village Abernethy in Scotland where the daughters of Saint Donald,
the Saints Nine Maidens were Nuns
in the Monastery of Saint Brigid that founded by Saint Darlugdach
Saint Donald of Ogilvy in Scotland (+716)
& his daughters Saints Nine Maidens,
Nuns in the Monastery of Abernethy in Scotland (+8th ce.)
We know the names of only three of the Saints Nine Maidens,
Saint Fincana (St Fink), St Fyndocha and St Mazota (St Maik
Valley of Stratchmore, Scotland
Saint Donald, a resident of Ogilvy in Valley of Stratchmore, Scotland, formed a religious group with his nine daughters (the “Nine Maidens”) on the death of his wife. They entered a monastery in Abernethy after his death.
The Nine Maidens, lived during the eighth century. We know the names of only three of the sisters, Saint Fincana (St Fink), Saint Findocha and Saint Mazota (St Mayota / Maik).
At the repose of St. Donald, King Garnard of the Picts granted them lodging and an oratory in a monastery founded by Ss. Darlugdach and Brigid in the Pictish capital of Abernathy. King Eugen VII of Scotland made frequent visits to them, presenting them with large gifts. At their repose, they were buried at the foot of a large oak; a shrine there was erected, known as the Abernethy Allon-bacuth.
An 11th century round tower, one of only two such towers known to exist in Scotland (the other is at Brechin). Such towers are common in Ireland, but rare in Britain. Abernethy Tower is 15 feet in diameter at the base, tapering towards the top some 72 feet above. The tower was built by the monks of nearby Abernethy monastery, and probably served multiple purposes, as a bell tower and a hiding place in times of trouble.
Abernethy (Scottish Gaelic: Obar Neithich) is a village in Perth and Kinross, Scotland, situated 8 mi (13 km) south-east of Perth. It has one of Scotland’s two surviving Irish-style round towers (the other is at Brechin, Angus; both are in the care of Historic Scotland). The tower stands 74 ft (23 m) high, and it is possible to climb to the top, using a modern metal spiral staircase (the tower originally had several wooden floors linked by ladders). The tower was evidently built in two stages (shown by a change in the masonry), and probably dates to the 9th and 11th centuries.
The village was once the ‘capital’ (or at least a major religious and political centre) of the Pictish kingdom. The parish church, which sits on land given by Nechtan,a king of the Picts, is dedicated to Saint Brigid of Kildare of (fl. 451-525), and the church is said to have been founded by Saint Dairlugdach, second abbess of Kildare, one of early Christian Ireland’s major monasteries.
Abernethy is believed to have been the seat of an early Pictish bishopric, its diocese extending westward along Strathearn.
The village’s name is Celtic, meaning ‘confluence of the Nethy’ (i.e. with the River Tay), the earliest recorded form being Apurnethige. The Nethy Burn flows down from the Ochil Hills past the present village.
Ballad of the Nine Maidens
Barbaric darkness shadowing o’er,
Among the Picts in days of yore
St Donivald, devoid of lore,
Lived in the Glen of Ogilvy.
Beside the forest’s mantling shade,
His daughters nine a temple made,
To shelter rude his aged head
Within the Glen of Ogilvy.
Charred wood-burned ashes formed the floor,
The trunks of pines around the door
Supporting walls of branches hoar,
Turf-roofed in Glen of Ogilvy.
Nine maidens were they spotless fair,
With silver skins, bright golden hair,
Blue-eyed, vermillion-cheeked, nowhere
Their match in Glen of Ogilvy.
Yet these fair maids, like muses nine,
God-like, etherealized, divine,
To perfect some high-souled design
Within the Glen of Ogilvy,
Did with the aged hermit toil,
With their own hand in daily moil,
Hard labouring rude the barren soil
Around the Glen of Ogilvy.
Poor barley bread and water clear,
And that but once a-day, I fear,
Was all their fare from year to year,
Within the Glen of Ogilvy.
A chapel built they rude at Glamis,
From whence, like sound of waving palms,
Arose on high the voice of psalms,
Near by the Glen of Ogilvy.
The hermit dead, they left the glen,
E’er shunning dread the haunts of men,
In oratory sacred then,
Far from the Glen of Ogilvy;
On Abernathy’s holy ground,
From whence their fame spread soon around,
Although no more their songs resound
In their loved Glen of Ogilvy.
Nine maidens fair in life were they,
Nine maidens fair in death’s last fray,
Nine maidens fair in fame alway,
The maids of Glen of Ogilvy.
And to their grave from every land,
Come many a sorrowing pilgrim band
The oak to kiss whose branches grand
Wave o’er the maids of Ogilvy.
The village Abernethy and the River Earn
Abernethy Round Tower
Abernethy Round Tower
9th & 11th century
View From The Top Of Pictish Tower Abernethy Perthshire Scotland
Forest of Abernethy, Scotland