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Duan L] CATII-LODUIXX. 5
By a stream rushing past in gloom ?
Where now dost thou make thy abode,
Father of the dark-haired pale maid ?
I see the chief of roaring Lula 115
At feats round the dark form of Loduinn,
When the night closes round the sky.
With large shield thou hidest the moon ;
I have seen her darkling and brown ;
In thy locks was the fire of waves ; 120
Floating from me like sailing ships
Is the dauntless king of dun boars.
Why forgets the hero my fears ?
Look thou down from the hall of Loduinn
On a maid in grief and alone." 125
"Who art thou of sweet voice in gloom ?"
She had turned her back on the chief ;
" Who art thou at night under care ? "
She leaned close to the cave of waves ;
The king loosed the thong from her hand, 130
And kindly inquired for her sires.
" Torcultorno," replied the maid,
" Abode at Lula of great streams ;
His home was at Lula of heroes :
The rare shell is now in his hand 135
In the grimly-browed hall of Loduinn.
He and Starno of the ships met
In contention among the hills ;
The dark-eyed brown chiefs wrestled long ;
My father, the brave, fell in pain, 140
Torcultorno of the blue shield.
" On the side of the rock at Lula
By a stream rushing past in gloom ?
Where now dost thou make thy abode,
Father of the dark-haired pale maid ?
I see the chief of roaring Lula 115
At feats round the dark form of Loduinn,
When the night closes round the sky.
With large shield thou hidest the moon ;
I have seen her darkling and brown ;
In thy locks was the fire of waves ; 120
Floating from me like sailing ships
Is the dauntless king of dun boars.
Why forgets the hero my fears ?
Look thou down from the hall of Loduinn
On a maid in grief and alone." 125
"Who art thou of sweet voice in gloom ?"
She had turned her back on the chief ;
" Who art thou at night under care ? "
She leaned close to the cave of waves ;
The king loosed the thong from her hand, 130
And kindly inquired for her sires.
" Torcultorno," replied the maid,
" Abode at Lula of great streams ;
His home was at Lula of heroes :
The rare shell is now in his hand 135
In the grimly-browed hall of Loduinn.
He and Starno of the ships met
In contention among the hills ;
The dark-eyed brown chiefs wrestled long ;
My father, the brave, fell in pain, 140
Torcultorno of the blue shield.
" On the side of the rock at Lula
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Description | Selected books from the Ossian Collection of 327 volumes, originally assembled by J. Norman Methven of Perth. Different editions and translations of James MacPherson's epic poem 'Ossian', some with a map of the 'Kingdom of Connor'. Also secondary material relating to Ossianic poetry and the Ossian controversy. |
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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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