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122 REPORT ON THE
He lays thofe terrors afide, however, in the pre-
fence of the young hero, whom he addreffes in the
following mild and affedionate terms :
« Bheannaich CuchuUan do'n mhacaimh
Chliuaich e ghaifge is aille
In glòir bhinn mar chora fill,
Is thcafaich a chridhe le gràdh dha.
" Oganaich a thainig in cèin !
Math do ghniomh, a threun laoich chalma !
Tra chuir thu na feachd fir dheg ud
Fu chuibhreach gun chreuchd le armaibh,
Tha do chruth fan tràigh a foillfe
Mar ghealaich re oiche fliiiimhc
Ag teachd roi na neula bailbhe.
Se m'adhbharfa theachd incèin
D' fhiofracha dhiot fein do chonai.
Co thu fein agus co t' athair
Na ceil ni *f faide oirne."
♦ Cuchulin greeting hailed the fon of youth.
He praifed his gracefulnefs and valour,
In words foft as the language of bards,
While his heart was glowing with affection for him.
" Youth who hail come from afar !
Good were thy deeds, ftrong and mighty hero !
When thou laidft thofe feventeen waiTÌors
Under binding, without the wound of a weapon.
Bright
feas. His mighty hand is on his fword. Winds lift his flaming
locks ! The waining moon half lights his dreadful face. His
features, blended in darknefs, arife to view. So terrible was
CuthulHn in the day of his fame.' Ofs. PoemSf vol. i. p. 385-^.

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