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84 FINGAL. [Book V.
* And, strikiag his dark buckler, spoke aloud : 235
♦' Where is Gckliossa — (she, whom I adore,)
" Tuathal's beauteous fair of noble race ?
*' With dark Uifadda when I went to fight,
" In Selma's hall I left the anxious maid.
" Return, O Lamdcrg ; — soon return," ' she cry'd ;' 2ii)'
" For here disconsolate Gelchossa waits.
*' With sighs proibund her heaving breast arose:
" Her cheek was bathed with fast-flowing tears.
" But now, returning from the heat of fight,
" I see her not with hasty steps approach, 24-5
" With placid joy, to soothe my ruffled soul.
" Silent an{l still is my once joyful hall,
•' Nor do I hear the tuneful voice of bards.
•' With joy to welcome Lamderg now return'd,
" His chains Bran shakes not at the massy gate. 250
" Where is Gelchossa — (she, whom I adore!)
" Tuathal's placid daughter, charming fair ?"
" Lamderg I" then answers Ferchios, Aidon's son,
" Attended by her maids, skill'd in the bow,
" In close pursuit of the fleet, bounding deer, 2.')5
" Perhaps Gelchossa is to Cromla gone. —
" Ferchios !" in haste then Crom'a's chief reply'd :
" By Lamderg's list'ning car no voice is heard.
" The groves of Lena give no echoing sound ;
" Nor, t:o my eyes, appear the deer to fly, 2G0
" Nor panting dog with swiftest course to run :
" Nor fair, as sets on Cromla's shady hills
" The full orb'd moon, Gelchossa do I see.
" Go, Ferchios, go to A Had, hoary sage,
" Son of the rocks, encircled in the stones; 265
" For, where Gelchossa is, he may declare,"