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S2 LETTERS TO MR. MACKENZIE-
" We reared the sun-beam of battle ; the standard of
the king. Each hero's soui exulted with joy, as, wav-
ing, it flew in the wind. It was studded with gold above-,
us the blue wide shell of the mighty sky. Each hero had
his standard too ; and each his gloomy nien. "
The following is another passage from the same poem .
, • ORIGINAL.
Seachd altru"main an lochain Lain,
'3 e labhair Goll gim f has cheilg
Ge lionmhor acasarl an sluagh,-
Diongaidh mis am biiaidh san lefrg,
Thuirt an t Oscar bu mhor brigh,
Leig mise gu righ Innse tore,
Ceann a dhà chomhairlich dheug
Leig fam chonihair fein an cosg.
Labhair e Conall a ris
Diongamsa righ Innse-con,
Is cinn a shea-comhalta deug,
No bidh mi fein air an son.
larla Pvlughan, ge mor a ghlonn,
Labhair Diai'mad dona gun on,
Coisgidh mi sud d'ar Feinn,
No tuitidh mi fein air a shon.
'Se feimeas a ghabh i fein,
Ge d' tha mi gun trein 'a nochd,
Righ Tearmunn nan comhrag teann,
Gu sgarainn a cheann o chorp.
Beiribh beannachd, beiribh buaidh»
Arsa Mac Cumhail nan gruaidh dearg»
Manus Mac Garaidh nan sluagh,
Coisgear leamsa, ge mor f hearg.

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