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and foon fhall the fea bring the Gran-
ger to our coaft.
RoNNAN, I will defend : Do thou
fecurelygo. He went. He return-
ed on his day. But Durltan returned
before him.
Give me thy daughter, Conar, fays
Durrtan ; or fear and feel my power.
He who dares attempt my lifter, fays
Connan, mull meet this edge of fteel.
Unerring in battle is my arm : my
fword, as the lightning of heaven.
RoNNAN the warriour came ; and
much he threatened Durllan.
But, faith Euran the fervant of
gold, Ronnan! by the gate of the north
Ihall Durftan this night carry thy fair-
one away. Accurfed, anfwers Ron-
F 2 nan.