Ossian Collection > Fingal, an ancient epic poem

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roars.— My Ton beheld, from the wave, the land
of groves. He rulhed hito the ecchoing bay of
Riina ; and fent liis fword to Annir king of fpears.
The gray-haired hero rofe, when he faw the
fword of Fin gal. His eyes were full of tears, and
he remembered the battles of their youth. Twice
they lifted the fpear before the lovely Agandecca :
heroes flood far didant, as if t-vo ghofls con-
tended.
But novv^, began the king, I am old; the
fword lies ufelefs in my hall. Thou who art of
Morven's race ! Annir has been in the ftrife of
fpears ; but he is pale and withered now, like the
©ak of Lano. I have no fon to meet thee with
jay, or to carry thee to the halls of his fathers.
Argon is pale in the tomb, and Ruro is no more.
*— My daughter is in the hall of Grangers, and
longs to behold my tomb. — Her fpoufe fliakes ten
thoufands fpears ; and comes * like cloud of death
from Lano. — Come, to fhare the feaft of Annir,
fon of ecchoing Morve n.
* Co'niaio had refolved on a war againft his father-
in law, Annir king of Liis-thona, in order to deprive him
cf his kingdom : the injuftice of his defigns was fo much
fefented by Fingal, that he fent his grandfon, Ofcar, to
the afliftance of Annir. Both armies came foon to a
battle, in which the condufl and valour of Ofcar obtain-
ed a compleat victory An end was put to the war by
the death ofCormalo, who fell in a fmgle combat, by
Ofcar's hand. — Thus Is the ftory delivered down by tra-
dition ; though the poet, to raife the character of his fon,
makes Ofcar himfelf piopofe the expedition.
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