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190 A CRITICAL DISSERTATION
** not like the daughters of the hill. Her
*' robes are from the itrangers land ; and
" ihe is ilili alone." When the ghoil of
one whom we had formerly known is in-
troduced, the propriety of the living cha-
ra6ler is (till preferved. This is remark-
able in the appearance of Calmar^s gholt,
in the poem intituled, The death of Cu-
thullin. He feeras to forbode Cuthullin's
death, and to beckon him to his cave.
Cuthullin reproaches him for fuppoling that
he could be intimidated by fuch prognof-
tics. '* Why doii thou bend thy dark eyes
** on me, ghoil of the car-borne Calmar ?
" Would'lt thou frighten me, O Matha's
** fon ! from the battles of Cormac ? Thy
** hand was not feeble in war ; neither was
** thy voice for peace. How art thou chan-
" ged, chief of Lara I if now thou doll
*' advife to fly ! Retire thou to thy cave :
** Thou art not Calmar's ghoft : He de-
" lighted in battle j and his arm was like
" the thunder of heaven." Calmar makes
no return to this feeming reproach : But,
•' He retired in his blall: with joy , for he
** had heard the voice of his praiie." This
is precifely the ghoft of Achilles in Ho-
mer J v^ho, notwithllanding all the dilTatis-
fadilion he exprelTes with his ftate in the re-
gion of the dead, as foon as he had heard
iiis fon Neoptolcmus praifed for his gallant