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Rise ye winds of the sounding Hill ; sigh over the P'all of Muirnin !
Weep, Diorina, for the Hero ; weep, Maid of the arms of snow ;
appear like the Sun in Rain ; movt; in Tears along the shore !
Aodan saw the fall of Muirnin, and drew the sounding Bow : the
grey winged arrow flew, and pierced the breast of Fear-Combraic.
Aodan, said Feat- Com braic, where was the sword of war? Where
was the spear of thy strength, when thus thou has slain Fear-Combraic?
Raise, gloomy youth, raise thou our Tombs I I will rest with the chief
of Innis-ShaUin.
Who is that on the Hill like a Sunbeam in a Storm ? Who is that
with the heaving breasts, which are like two wreaths of snow ? Thy
blue eyes roll in Tears, Thou daughter of mighty Cotinaid ! Thy
hair flies round thy temples, as the mist on the Rocks of Ardven.
Thy Robe flows on the Heath, Daughter of Grief, Diorma ! He is
fallen on the Hill like a Stream of Light in a Cloud. No more shall
he hear thy Voice like the sound of the string of Music. The
Strength of the war is gone, the cheek of youth is pale.
Jl^ragmcnt X^V.^
I UCHULAID sat by the wall ; by the Tree of the Rustling
leaf.t His spear leaned against the mossy Rock. His
Shield lay by him on the Grass. Whilst he thought on
the mighty Carbre whom he slew in Battle, the Scout of
the ocean came, Moran the Son of Fithil,
Rise, Cuchidaid, rise : 1 see the ships of Gar7ie. Many are the
Foe, Citcludaid \ many the sons oi Lochlyn.
Moran ! thou ever tremblest ; thy Fears increase the Foe. They
are the ships of the Desert of Hills arrived to assist Cuchulaid.
* This is the opening of the Epic Poem mentioned in the Preface. The two
following Fragments are parts of some Episodes of the same work,
t The Aspen or Poplar tree.
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