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70 FINGAL. CANT
A victim to the mingled strife ;
Poor suff'rer, she at length knew rest.
Why tell thee more ? Thy infant cries
Clam'rously pleaded, Kerthal bore
Thee, and pursu'd the bidden path,
Until this place greeted his eyes.
The people heard his story o'er.
They cherish'd thee. Thou'st liv'd for wrath ;-
For wrath — for thou of race art sprung.
O'er whom the clouds of wrath are hung."
Here ceas'd the aged man to speak,
But sorrow, more than words could tell,
Fast down his pale and hagard cheek
In bitter tears abundant fell.
END OF CANTO II.

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