With these prefatory remarks, he throws him-
self upon the public, again craving indulgence for
attempting a book in a tongue to which he was
an utter stranger in early life — a tongue to which,
indeed, he is not more than reconciled yet, as his
style may show. So much the better, perhaps.
the Celtic.
The Tongue which god-like heroes spoke,
Which Oran, Ullin, Ossian sung ;
The Tongue which spuru'd the Roman yoke,
When thraldom o'er the world was flung !