The three apples that I have demanded of you are the apples that grow in the garden of the Hesperides, in the east of the world, and none but these will do.

Thus it is with them: they are the colour of bright gold, and as large as the head of a month-old child; the taste of them is like honey; if he who eats them has any running sore or evil disease it is healed by them; they may be eaten and eaten and never be less.

I doubt, O young heroes, if ye will get these apples, for those who guard them know well an ancient prophecy that one day three knights from the western world would come to attempt them.
"As for the skin of the pig, that is a treasure of Tuish, the King of Greece.

If it be laid upon a wounded man it will make him whole and well, if only it overtake the breath of life in him.

And do ye know what is the spear that I demanded ?" "We do not," said they.
"It is the poisoned spear of Peisear, the King of Persia, and so fierce is the spirit of war in it that it must be kept in a pot of soporific herbs or it would fly out raging for death.