Ossian Collection > Fragments of ancient poetry, collected in the Highlands of Scotland, and translated from the Galic [sic] or Erse language

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iecure j red in peace, thou fairefl of wo-
rn en.
Far in the blue diflancc of thedcep,
• fomc fpot appeared like the back of the
; ridge- wave. But foon the fliip increafed
on our fight. The hand of UUin-drew
her to land. The mountains trembled
as he moved. The hills fliook at his
fteps. Dire rattled his armour around
him. Death and deftrudtion were in his
eyes. His flature like the roe of Mor-
ven. He moved in the lightning of
:{leel.
Our warriours iell before him,
like the licld before the reapers. Fin-
gal's three fons he bound. He plun-
ged his fword into the fair-one's breaft.
She fell as a wreath of fnow before the
fun in fpring. Her bofom heaved in
death 5 her foul came forth in blood.
OSCUR