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CANTO IT. FINGAL. 47
That dwell beneath tlie tomb —
Thou st witness'd death's iindymg sting,
And in thy bosom's core hast held
The fierce pangs that await the dead,
When vengeance seals their doom.
But pain, or torment, or despair,
Or vengeance hov'ring o'er the grave,
Avail not aught to turn the brave
From paths, that glory points out fair,
High on her blood-red banner, fame,
Blazons the kingly Marthon's name.
" Curs'd be that blaz'ning— curs'd that hour
When Marthon strode to kingly power.
But the dark story hear, and know,
That not alone, beneath the tomb.
Hath vengeance kindled pangs of woe :
Oh, dreadly burns th' impending doom.