Ossian Collection > Fingal

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C A R R I C - T H U R A, &c.
Earth here inclofes the loveliefl; pair on the hill. The grafs
grows between the ftones of the tomb ; I often fit in the mournful
fhade. The wind fighs through the grafs ; their memory ruflies on
my mind. Undifturbed you now fleep together ; in the tomb of the
mountain you reft alone.
And foft be your reft, faid Utha, children of ftreamy Lotha.
I will remember you with tears, and my fecret fong ftiall rife j
when the wind is in the groves of Tora, and the ftream is roaring
near. Then fhall ve come on my foul, with all your lovely grief.
Three davs feafted the kings: on the fourth their white fails
nrofe. The winds of the north carry the fliip of Fingal to Morven's
woody land. But the fpirit of Loda fat, in his cloud, behind the
fhips of Frothal. He hung forward with all his blafts, and fpread
the white-bofomed fails. The wounds of his form were not
forgot ; he ftill feared * the hand of the king.
* The ftory of Fingal and the fpirit of
Loda, fuppofed to be the famous Odin, is
the moft extravagant ficiion in all Ollian's
poems. It is not, however, without pre-
cedents in the bed poets ; and it muft be
faid for Offian, that he fays no.hing but
what perfeftly agreed with the notions
of the times, concerning ghofts. They
thought the fouls of the dead were mate-
rial, and confequemly fufccptible of pain.
Whether a proof could be drawn from this
paflagc, that O.Tian had no notion of a
divinity, I ftiall leave to others to deter-
mine : it appears, however, that he was
of opinion, -that fuperior beings ought to
take no notice of what paffed among men.
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