J. F. Campbell Collection > Temora, an ancient epic poem, in eight books

An • E P I C POEM. 87
He ilrode onward, with the found of his fliielJ. My voice pur-
fued him, ss he went. Can the fon of A'lorni fall without his fame
in Erin ? But the deeds of the mighty forfake their fouls of fire.
They rufli carelefs over the fields of renown : their words are never
heard. — I rejoiced over the fleps of the chief: I ftrode to the
rock of the king, where he fat in his wandering locks, amidlt the
mountain-wind.
In two dark ridges bend the hofts, towards each other, at Lubar.
Here Foldath rofe a pillar of darknefs : there brightened the youth
of Fillan. Each, with his fpear in the ftream, fent forth the voice
of war. — Gaul ftruck the fliield of Morven ; at once they plunge in
battle. — Steel poured its gleam on fteel : like the fall of ftreams
flione the field, when they mix their foam together, from two dark-
browed rocks. — Behold he comes the fon of fame : he lays the peo-
ple low ! Deaths fit on blafls around him ! — Warriors llrew thy
paths, O Fillan !
* RoTHMAR, the fliield of warriors, ftood between two chinky
rocks. Two oaks, which winds had bent from high, fpread
their branches on either fide. He rolls his darkening eyes on Fil-
lan, and, filent, fliades his friends. Fingal faw the approaching
fight i and all his foul arofe. — But as the ftone of Loda -j- falls,
fliook,
* Roth-mar, the fjWid of the fej lefore amo.ng the Scandinavisns. Oman, in lys
a jhrm, Druman-ard, high ridge. Cul- many expeditions to Orkney and Scandi-
min, f'Jt-haWed, Cul!-aliin, beiiutifulh:ki. iiavia, became acquainted with fome of
Strutha, Jlremny river. the rites of the religion which prevailed in
f By the flone of Loda, as I have re- thofe couiitries, and frequen'.lv alludes to
marked in my notes on fome other poems them in his poems. There are fome riiiiw,
of Offun, is meant a place of woiflilp zxil circular pales of fton?., retnainipg Oiil