Ossian Collection > Fragments of ancient poetry, collected in the Highlands of Scotland, and translated from the Galic [sic] or Erse language

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OscuR flood forth to meet him ;
my fon v/ould meet the foe. But Fm-
gal came in his llrength, and fmiled at
the vauntefs boaft. They threw their
arms round each other ; they ftruggled
on the plain. The earth is ploughed with
their heels. Their bones crack as the boat
on the ocean, when it leaps from wave to
wave. Long did they toil ; with night,
they fell on the founding plain; as two
oaks, with their branches mingled, fall
crafhing from the hill. The tall fon
of Morny is bound; the aged over-
came.
Fair with her locks of gold, her
fmooth neck, and her breafts of fnow ;
fair, as the fpirits of the hill when at
filent noon they glide along the heath;
fair, as the rain-bow of heaven ; came
Minvane the maid. Fingall flie foft-
ly faith, loofe me my brother GauL
Loofe me the hope of my race, the ter-
ror