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beauty. But a few moments, on their eagle-pinion, pafs ; the
fun fhuts his eye of light ; the blaft whirls tliat way his ruftling
courfe, and a dark mift is all that remains of the gay form. — It is
all, O Gaul ! that now remains of thee. — But thy memory, chief
of Fingal' s heroes, lliall remain. No cloud of mift that fliall pafs
away, on its own gray wings is thy fame.
" Raise f, ye bards, his tomb ; with that of tlie fun-beam of his
love, Evirchoma. This gray ftone fliall mark to the traveller the place
of his repofe ; and that tall oak fhall fliade it from die noon-day
heat. The pafTing breeze fhall bid its boughs be early green, and
long preferve their beauty. Its leaves fhall fhoot out their head,
through the fhower of the fpring, while other trees are ftill bare,
and the heath arovmd them blafled. The birds of fummer, from
their diflant land, fhall firft perch on Scrumon's oak ; from afar
they fhall behold its green beauty. The ghoft of Gaul will hear,
in his cloud, their fong ; and the virgins of the race to come will
praife Evirchoma. The memory of you two, while thefe monu-
ments remain, fliall travel through future years together. — Then,
when thou, O ftone, flialt crumble into dufl j. and thou, O tree,.
movil-
f This paragraph lofes much of the
artlefs fimplicity of the original, as it
could not be rendered with perfpicuity
•without paraphrafing fome of its images.
The original paflage is here annexed, that
fuch as choofe to do it may have it in
their power to compare it with the tranf-
lation.
Cairibh, a chlanna nan teud^
Leaba Ghuill, 's a dheo-greine la' ris;
Far an comh'raichear a !eab' ann cein;
Gfd' raibh gejgan ard ga sgaile'
Fill* sgei* na daraig is guirme b!a\
Is luaithc fas, 's is buaine dreach ;
A LhruchJas a duilkach air aiuil na frois,
'S an raon man cuairt di seargte.
A duilleach, o iomal na tire,
Chitear Ic coin an t famhruidh ;
Is luidhidh gach eun mar a tliig
Air barra' gcige na Strummn.
Cliiinnidh GoU an ccilair na cheo,
"S oigbean a' sejnn air Aoibbir-chaomha.
'S gus an caocliail gach ni dhiii so
Cha sgarar ar cuinriine o" cheilc.
— Gns an crion gii luailhre a chljch,
'S an scarg as le h aois a gheug so,
Gus an sguir na srutbain a niith
'S an dca' mathair-uisgc nan sleibhte ;
Gus an caillcar ann dilinn aois
Gach filidh 's dan is aobhar sgeit,
Cho'n fhcoruich an t Aincal " Co mac Morn,-'
No c'ait an co'niiidh' Ri' na Strumoin .'"

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