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thmk I hear thy fpirit's tread. Till Umad be there, thovi carefl noc
for die deer of clouds. Soon fhall the flag thou haft left me fail;
and then fhall I afcend to meet thee in midft. Be thy fteps nigh
my cave till then ; at its fliadowy fide fhall thy grave be dug. O
that fome wanderer over the w^ave vv^ould make befide it my nar-
row bed!"
Why, faid Fingal, doft thou weary for the narrow bed, dweller
of tlie cave ? Is not the night of the tomb long enough, although
thou fliouldft not bid its dai'knefs haften. Thou art not deftitute ;
tho' time fhakes in all thy limbs, and thy friends, like the years that
are part, have failed. They are not the foes of the feeble, dweller
of the rock, who are now around thee.
" I KNOW, children of night, you are not foes to the feeble, but
you are of the feeble yourfelves. You cannot purfue the deer for
Umad; neither can you dig, when he is no more, his grave. But
you are not of the fons of the wind; I fee your arms of fteel. Come,
flranger, into my cave; come, from the wanderings of night. Often
have I fpread the feaft, and rejoiced in the prefence of the fons of
other lands. But now, no ftranger do I fee, though my cave is
flill open, and my nightly beam is kindled to guide them. Come,
from the wanderings of night, and partake of my feaft. It is the
laft gift of my low-laid friend ; for there you behold the fair Gor-
ban dead. No more wilt thou rife, my Gorban !"
We entered and faw the white hound for which the aged
It cannot be thought that too much ftrefs has 7ioiu the dog of the European. And
is laid on the circumftances to which this this is imputed, by Buffon, to his having
attachment has been afcribed, if we con- the fame bed and board and lodging with
fider, that even the ox of the Hottentot his mafter.
lias acquired almofl: as much fagacity as . * -^