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round on the mountain, while the unfrequent blaft * roared in narrow
vales. At length the rain beats hard -, and thunder rolls in peals.
Lightning glances on the rocks. Spirits ride on beams of fire. And
the ftrength of the mountain-ftreams -f comes roaring down the
hills. Such was the noife of battle, maid of the arms of fnow. Why,
daughter of the hill, that tear ? the maids of Lochlin have caufe to
weep. The people of their country fell, for bloody were the blue
blades of the race of my heroes. But I am fad, forlorn, and blind ;
and no more the companion of heroes. Give, lovely maid, to mc
thy tears, for I have feen the tombs of all my friends.
It was then by Fingal's hand a hero fell, to his grief.— — Gray-
haired he rolled in the duft, and lifted his faint eyes to the king.
And is it by me thou haft fallen, faid the fon of Comhal, thou
friend of Agandecca ! I have feen thy tears for the maid of my love
in the halls of the bloody Starno. Thou haft been the foe of the
foes of my love, and haft thou fallen by my hand ? Raife, Ullin,
raife the grave of the fon of Mathon ; and give his name to the fong
of Agandecca; for dear to my foul haft thou been, thou darkly-
dwelling maid of Ardven.
CucHULLiN, from the cave of Cromla, heard the noife of the
troubled war. He called to Connal chief of fwords, and Carril of
other times. The gray-haired heroes heard his voice, and took their
alpen fpears.
*Continuoven!lsf,irgenl'ibmautfietapon'.'t Soft whifpcrs run along the leafy wood,
In iltunt agitata tumefcerc ; Cs" aridus aUis And mountains whiftle to the murm'ring
Mmtibus audiri fragor, out refonantia knge P.ood. Dryden.
Littora mifceri, (jf remonim increbefcere f rw.mt de moniibus anmis. Virg.
murmhr. Virg, The rapid rains, defcending from the bill»-,
For ere the rlfing winds begin to roar, To rolling torrents ftvell the creeping rills.
The working feas advance to wafli the flicre ; D.'t yden-.
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