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t!o F I N G A L. [Book I,
' Sad to liimself alone,' said Stnio's son : 530
* But, Carril, now swell high the- tuneful note ;
* And tell the valiant deeds of other times.
* Give now the joy, the pleasing joy of grief,
* And send the gloom of night away in song ;
* For, many warlike chiefs and maids of love 535
* On Innis-fail have mov'd. And lovely sound
* The rocks of Albion with the songs of woe ;
* When the loud chace is ended, and the streams
' Of echoing Cona answer Ossian's voice.'
Carril commenc'd his song : * In other dayg 540
■* To Erin's coast the sons of ocean came.
' With bending sail to Ullin's verdant plains
* A thousand vessels bounded o'er the waves.
* To meet the stormy race of dark-brown shields,
* The sons of Innis-fail in might arose.
* There marched stately Cairbar, first of men, 545
* And Grudar, noble youth, of stature tall,
* Long had their strife been for the spotted bull,
* That low'd on ridgy Golbun's echoing heath.
* Each claim'd him for his own, and often death
* Decision threaten'd at the point of steel. 550
* Yet, of their feuds forgetful, side by side
* These heroes fought, till ocean's strangers fled.
* What names were more conspicuous on the hill,
* Than these two chiefs ? But ah ! Why ever low'd
* That bull on crooked Golbun's echoing heaths ? 55S
' Like snow, they saw him bounding on the hill ;
* And at the sight their former grudge return'd.
' On Lubar's grassy banks these heroes fought,
* And stately Grudar, like a sunbeam, fell.
* Fierce Cairbar came to Tura's echoing vale, 5G0
* Where BrassoHs, his fairest sister, sat
* R(;tir'd, anji rais'd her pensive song of grief.