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F I N G A L,
AN ANCIENT
EPIC POEM.
BOOK V^
NOW Connal, on Cromla's windy fide, fpoke to the chief of
the noble car. Why that gloom, fon of Semo ? Our friends
are the mighty in battle. And renowned art thou, O ^varrior ! many
were the deaths of thy fteel. Often has Bragela met with blae-
rolling eyes of joy ; often has fhe met her hero, returning in the
midft of the valiant ; when his fword was red with flaughter, and.
his foes filent in the fields of the tomb. Pleafant to her ears were
thy bards, when thine adions rofe in the fong.
• The fourth day ftill continues. The charader of Connal. No poet has ad-
poet by putting the narration in the mouth apted the cadence of his vcrfe more to the
of Connal, who ftill remained with Cu- temper of the fpeaker, than Offian has
chullin on the fide of Cromla, gives pro- done. It is more than probable that the
priety to the praifes of Fingal. The be- whole poem was originally defigned to be
ginning of this bock, in the original, is fung to the harp, as the verfification is fo
one of the moft beautiful parts of the various, and fo much fuited to the different
poem. The verfification is regular and paffions of the human mind,
full, and agrees very well with the fedate
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