Ossian Collection > Temora, an ancient epic poem, in eight books

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On a rock fat tall Corman-trunar, befide his burning oak; and,
near him, beneath a tree, fat deep-bofomed Foinar-bragal. I
threw my broken fliield before her ; and fpoke the ^vords of peace.
— Befide his rolling fea, lies Annir of many lakes. The king
was pierced in battle ; and Starno is to raife his tomb. Me, a fon of
Loda, he fends to white-handed Foinar-bragal, to bid her fend a
lock from her hair, to reft with her father, in earth. — And thou
king; of roaring Urlor, let the battle ceafe, till Annir receive the
fliell, from liery-eyed Cruth-Ioda.
* Bursting into tears, (lie rofe, and tore a lock from her hairj
a lock, which wandered, in the blaft, along her heaving breaft. —
Corman-trunar gave the fliell ; and bade me to rejoice before him.
— I refted in the fliade of night ; and hid my face in my helmet
deep. — Sleep defcended on the foe. I rofe, like a ftalking ghoft.
I pierced the fide of Corman-trunar. Nor did Foinar-bragal efcape.
She rolled her white bofom in blood. Why then, daughter of he-
roes, didft thou wake my rage .'' — Morning rofe. The foe were fled,
like the departure of mift. Annir ftruck his bofly fhield. He
called his dark-haired fon. I came, ftreaked with wandering
blood : thrice rofe the fliout of the king, like the burfting forth
of a fquall of wind, from a cloud, by night. — We rejoiced, three
days, above the dead, and called the hawks of heaven. They
came, from all their winds, to feaft on Annir's foes. — Swaran ! —
* Cflian is very partial to the fair fex. ancient poets, ufes the fex with leaft cere-
Even the daughter of the cruel Annir, the mony. His cold contempt is even worfe,
fifter of the revengeful and bloody Starno, than the downright abufe of the moderns ;
partakes not of thofe difagreeab'e charaiDcrs for to draw abufe implies die pofleffion of
fo peculiar to her family. She is altoge- fome merit.
ther tender and delicate. Homer, of all
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