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yo F I N G A L, Book V.
Fierce Ullin fell. Young Lamderg came all pale to the daugh-
ter of generous Tuathal.
What blood, my love, the foft-haired woman fald, what blood
runs down my warrior's lide ? It is Ullin's blood, the chief re-
plied, thou fairer than the fnow of Cromla ! GelcholTa, let me reft
here a little while. The mighty Lamderg died.
And fleepefl: thou fo foon on earth, O chief of fhady Cromla?
three days fhe mourned belide her love. The hunters found her
dead. They raifed this tomb above the three. Thy fon, O king
of Morven, may rell here with heroes.
And here my fon will relT:, faid Fingal, the noife of their fame
has reached my ears. Fillan and Fergus ! bring hither Orla ; the
pale youth of the flream of Loda. Not unequalled fhall Ryno lie in
earth when Orla is by his fide. Weep, ye daughters of Morven ;
and ye maids of the flreamy Loda. Like a tree they grew on the
hills ; and they have fallen like the oak * of the defart ; when it lies
acrofs a flream, and withers in the wind of the mountain.
Oscar! chief of every youth! thou feeft how they have fallen.
Be thou, like them, on earth renowned. Like them the fong of
bards. Terrible were their forms in battle ; but calm was Ryno in
the days of peace. He was like the bow -f- of the fhower feen far
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■ as the mountain oak heav'n.
Nods to the ax, till with a groaning found DlftenJed as the brow of God appeas'd,
It finks, and fpreads its honours on the Or ferve they as a flow'ry verge to bind
ground. Pope. The fluid Ikirts of that fame watry cloud ?
t a bow ■"■'"' ""^ Milton.
Confpicuous with three lifted colours cay.
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