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266 B E R R A T H O N:
REST,haplels children of youth! and the noife of that moffy ftream.
The virgins will fee your tomb, at the chace, and turn away their
weeping eyes. Your fame will be in the fong ; the voice of the
harp will be heard in your praife. The daughters of Selma fhall
hear it ; and your renown fliall be in other lands. — Reft, children
of ycuth, at the noife of the mofly ftream.
Tv/o days we remained on the coaft. The heroes of Berrathon
convened. We brought Larthmor to his halls ; the feaft of fliells
is fpread. — The joy of the aged was great ; he looked to the arms
of his fathers ; the arms which he left in his hall, when the pride
of Uthal arofe We were renowned before Larthmor, and he
bleffedthe chiefs ofMorven; but he knew not that his fon was low,
the ftately ftrength of Uthal. They had told, that he had retired to
the woods, with the tears of grief ; they had told it, but he was
dentin the tomb of Rothma's heath.
On the fourth day we raifed our fails to the roar of the northern
wind. Larthmor came to the coaft, and his bards raifed the fong.
The joy of the king was great, he looked to Rothma's gloomy
heath ; he faw the tomb of his fon ; and the memory of Uthal rofe.
Who of my heroes, he faid, lies there : he feems to have been
of the kings of fpears ? Was he renowned in my halls, before the
pride of Uthal rofe ?
Ye are filent, ye fons of Berrathon, is the king of heroes low ? —
My heart melts for thee, O Uthal ; though thy hand was againft
thy father. O that I had remained in the cave ! tliat my fon
had dwelt in Finthormo ! 1 might have heard the tread of his
feet, when he \vent to the chace of the boar. — I might have heard
I his

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