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POEMS OF OSSIAN. 6à
Young is the man-child on her bofom ;
Sweet is her hum in his ear ;
But a figh has wafted away the fong.
On Gaul thy thoughts ajre fixed, Evirchoma !'
The break of tendernefs in Gaul's recolle£lion of
his wife and child, which crofles for a moment the
ftern unyielding refolution not to turn his back on
his foes, which, with the fuperftition of thofe he-
roic times, he fuppofes would give anguilh and fhame
to his brave father's fpirit, is one of thofe happy
flrokes which mark the true feeling and fpirit of
a poet.
♦ Morni! beliold me from the mountain.
Thy own foul was as an impetuous cun-ent
Foaming white within a rocky ftrait :
Such is the foul of thy fon
Evirchoma ! Ogall ! —
But mild beams belong not to the ftorm ;
The foul of Gaul is in the roar of battle.*
The anxiety of the wife and mother is not lefs
naturally exprefled in the following lines uttered by
Evirchoma.
* What has detained thee, my love !
Behind the reft in the Ifle of Freona,
While I bewail on the flielving rocks,
And echo anfwers to my fpeech ?
Might'ft thou not have returned by this time,
Though mifchance by fea had befallen thee.
Thy expedation being towards the child of thy love,
Who pours with me the earneft figh ?
Woeful, that thou canft not hear, my love !
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