Ossian Collection > Report of the Committee of the Highland Society of Scotland, appointed to inquire into the nature and authenticity of the poems of Ossian

170 CARRICTHURA.
C'uim thog thu do mhala le gruaim ?
Culm chrathadh tu shuas do shleagh !
'S beag m* eagal ri d* chòmhra, f hir f haoii»,
Cha d' theich mi o shluagh sa mhagh ;
C uim theicheadh o shiol nan gaoth
Sàr ghaisgeach nach faoin, righ Mhòlrbhelnn ?
Cha teich ! Tha f hies, gun bhi dall
Air laigse do làimhe an cath.
Teich gu d' thir, a f hreagair an cruth ;
Teich air a' ghaoith dhuibh j bi falbh.
Tha 'n osag an crodhan mo làimhe ;
'S learn astar is spairn nan stoirm ;
*S e righ na Soruch mo mbac fein ;
Tha 'aomadh sa' bheijin dha m' thuar ;
Tha a charraid aig cairaig nan ceud,
Is cois'nidh gun bheud a' bhuaidh.
Teich gu d' thir f hèìn, a mhic Chumhail»
No fairich gu dubhach m' f hearg.
Thog e gu h-ard a shleagh dhorch' ^
Dh'aom £ gu borb a cheann ard j
Mon'en ? No: he knows the weakness of their arms.
Fly to thy land, replied the form : receive the wind, and
fly I The blasts are in the hollow of my hand : the course of
the storm is mine. The king of Sora is my son, he bends
at the stone of my power. His battle is around Carrie-'
thura ; and he will prevail I Fly to thy land, son of
Gomha], or feel my flaming wrath !