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An epic poem. 7
f\vord hangs loofe on his fide. His fpear glitters as he moves. I
fled from his terrible eyes, king of high Temora !
Then fly, thou feeble man, faid Foldath's gloomy wrath : fly
to the grey ftreams of thy land, fon of the little foul ! Have not
I ken that Ofcar ? I beheld the chief in war. He is of the
mighty in danger: but there are others who lift the fpear. — Erin
has many fons as brave, king of Temora of Groves ! Let Foldath
meet him in the ftrength of his courfe, and Itop this mighty
ftream. — My fpear is covered with the blood of the valiant j my
fhield is like the wall of Tura.
Shall Foldath* alone meet the foe ? replied the dark-browed.
Malthos. Are they not numerous on our coaft, like the waters
of many ftreams ? Are not thefe the chiefs who vanquiflied Swa-
ran, when the fons of Erin fled ? And fhall Foldath meet their
bravefl hero ? Foldath of the heart of pride ! take the flrength
of the people; and let Malthos come. My fword is red with,
ilaughter, but who has heard my words ? -f-
Sons of green Erin, faid Hidalla |, let not Fingal hear your
words. The foe might rejoice, and his arm be ftrong in the land.
— Ye are brave, O warriors, and like the tempefl:s of the defart ;
* The oppofite charaders of Foldath He intended the expredion as a rebuke to.
and Malthos are flrongly marked in fubfe- the felf-praife of Foldath.
quent p.arts of the poem. They appear al- , rx- , >, , ■-,.,• ^,
^ . r • T^u r J u t Hidalla was the chief of Clonra, a
ways m oppohtion. 1 he teuds between
their families, which were the fource of '"""^'^ ^'^'''^ °" '^^ •'^"''^ °f '^^ '^''^ '>^'
their hatred to one another, are mentioned Lego. The beauty of his perfon, his elo-
in other poems. quence and genius for poetry are afterwards.-
t That is, who has heard my vaunting? mentioned.
they-
f\vord hangs loofe on his fide. His fpear glitters as he moves. I
fled from his terrible eyes, king of high Temora !
Then fly, thou feeble man, faid Foldath's gloomy wrath : fly
to the grey ftreams of thy land, fon of the little foul ! Have not
I ken that Ofcar ? I beheld the chief in war. He is of the
mighty in danger: but there are others who lift the fpear. — Erin
has many fons as brave, king of Temora of Groves ! Let Foldath
meet him in the ftrength of his courfe, and Itop this mighty
ftream. — My fpear is covered with the blood of the valiant j my
fhield is like the wall of Tura.
Shall Foldath* alone meet the foe ? replied the dark-browed.
Malthos. Are they not numerous on our coaft, like the waters
of many ftreams ? Are not thefe the chiefs who vanquiflied Swa-
ran, when the fons of Erin fled ? And fhall Foldath meet their
bravefl hero ? Foldath of the heart of pride ! take the flrength
of the people; and let Malthos come. My fword is red with,
ilaughter, but who has heard my words ? -f-
Sons of green Erin, faid Hidalla |, let not Fingal hear your
words. The foe might rejoice, and his arm be ftrong in the land.
— Ye are brave, O warriors, and like the tempefl:s of the defart ;
* The oppofite charaders of Foldath He intended the expredion as a rebuke to.
and Malthos are flrongly marked in fubfe- the felf-praife of Foldath.
quent p.arts of the poem. They appear al- , rx- , >, , ■-,.,• ^,
^ . r • T^u r J u t Hidalla was the chief of Clonra, a
ways m oppohtion. 1 he teuds between
their families, which were the fource of '"""^'^ ^'^'''^ °" '^^ •'^"''^ °f '^^ '^''^ '>^'
their hatred to one another, are mentioned Lego. The beauty of his perfon, his elo-
in other poems. quence and genius for poetry are afterwards.-
t That is, who has heard my vaunting? mentioned.
they-
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| Early Gaelic Book Collections > J. F. Campbell Collection > Temora, an ancient epic poem, in eight books > (19) |
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| Description | Together with several other poems, composed by Ossian, the son of Fingal. / Translated from the Galic language, by James Macpherson.. |
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| Shelfmark | Cam.1.b.1(3) |
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| Description | Volumes from a collection of 610 books rich in Highland folklore, Ossianic literature and other Celtic subjects. Many of the books annotated by John Francis Campbell of Islay, who assembled the collection. |
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| Description | Selected items from five 'Special and Named Printed Collections'. Includes books in Gaelic and other Celtic languages, works about the Gaels, their languages, literature, culture and history. |
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