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Book V. A n E P I C P O E M. 63
ing limbs below. But when the pride of their ftrength arofe, they
fhook the hill with their heels ; rocks tumble from their places on
high; the green-headed bufhes are overturned. At length the
ftrength of Swaran fell ; and the king of the groves is bound.
Thus have I feen on Cona; but Cona I behold no more, thus
have I feen two dark hills removed from their place by the ftrength
of the burfting ftream. They turn from fide to fide, and their tall
oaks meet one another on high. Then they fall together with all
their rocks and trees. The ilreams are turned by their fides, and
the red ruin is feen afar.
Sons of the king of Morven, faid the noble Fingal, guard the
king of Lochlin j for he is ftrong as his thoufand waves. His hand
is taught to the battle, and his race of the times of old. Gaul, thou
firfl: of my heroes, and Oflian king of fongs, attend the friend of
Agandecca, and raife to joy his grief. ^But, Ofcar, Fillan, and
Ryno, ye children of the race ! purfue the reft of Lochlin over
the heath of Lena ; that no veffel may hereafter bound on the dark'
rolling waves of Iniftore.
They flew like lightning over the heath. He flowly moved as
a cloud of thunder when the fultry plain of fummer is filent. His
fword is before him as a fun-beam, terrible as the ftreaming meteor
of night. He came toward a thief of Lochlin, and fpoke to the fon
of the wave.
Who is that like a cloud at the rock of the roaring ftream? He
cannot bound over its courfe ; yet ftately is the chief! his boffy
/i:ield is on his fide ; and his fpear like the tree of the defirt.
Youth of the dark-brown hair, art thou of Fingal's foe?'?
I AM