Hew Morrison Collection > Dàn an Deirg; agus, Tiomna Ghuill (Dargo and Gaul)

THE LAY OF DARGO. 7
Great is the mischief thou hast wrought, storm !
Bear him, ye ghosts, along with you !'
But they heard not our cry " (said Cual),
" Gloomy, O hero, is thy dwelling !
55 O ghosts of woody Lochlinn,
Who closely pursued us over the deep,
If it be ye that hold him in bondage,
Many though ye be, you shall not prevail.
Trenmor shall come with tempest fierce and strong,
60 To chase you in fury like the fine thistle-down;
On the skirt of his wings shall Dargo ride
With joy to the children of the storm.
The clear tones of thy voice shall be heard,
Ullin, by the heroes exulting ;
65 Well know they the sound of thy call ;
Tell them that Trenmor comes without delay."
Ullin. — " Blessings upon thy soul and triumj^h,
Whether rock or cave be thy dwelling !
70 O hard is our lot, while thou art far away
With Lochlinn's ghosts upon the stormy sea !
Whether thou battiest with the spectres of the
Or cruel bonds afflict thee sore, [clouds,
Trenmor is coming with liis airy blade,*
75 And with his terrible shield to banish them.
Like the withered leaves of the oak,
When it shakes in the whirlmnd of the desert,
* Al. — " No fear that thou should'st yield to them in battle,
So many mighty men hast thou put to flight."