J. F. Campbell Collection > Report of the Committee of the Highland Society of Scotland, appointed to inquire into the nature and authenticity of the poems of Ossian

l^S ALB IK AND THE
The storj makes each heart but thine to bleed.
And fills both men and maids with keenest grief I
Behold thy daughter, beauteous as the sky
When early morn ascends yon eastern hills.
She lov'd the youth who by thy guile did die.
And now our ears with lamentations fills :
'Tis she, who sad, and grovelling on the ground,'^
Weeps o'er his grave-, and makes the woods resound.
A thousand graces did the maid adorn :
Her looks were charming, and her heart was kind 5:
, Her eyes were like the windows of the morn,
And wisdom's habitation was her mind.
A hundred heroes try'd her love to gain ;
She pity'd them, yet did their suits deny ;
Young Albin only courted not in vain,
Albin alone was lovely in her eye :
Love fiU'd their bosoms with a mutual flame ;
Their birth was etjual, and their age the same,
Her mother Mey, a woman void of truth.
In practice of deceit and guile grown old,
■Conceiv'd a guilty passion for the youth.
And in his ear the shameful story told :
But o'er his mind she never could prevail ;
For in his life no wickedness was found ;
With shame and rage he heard the horrid tale.
And shpok with indignation at the sound ;
He fled to shun her ; while with burning wrath,
The monster, in revenge, decreed his death.
Amidst Lochmey, at distance from the shore^
On a green island, grew a stately t?ee,
With precious fruit each season cover'd o'er,
iDelightful to the taste and fair to see a
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