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CANTO IV, FINGAL. S»7
Comhal will in his fame rejoice,
And greet him with a brother's hand."
" Nor void the gen'rous promise fell :
Oh never did a brother's smile
Shed lovelier brightness to dispel
The pang of hate, the gloom of guile.
But smiles, alas ! how weak, how vain.
To sooth the burnings of that breast
Where dwelt dark envy's rankling pain,
Which hopeless love had robb'd of rest ;
For Elraa ; but, no more, no more, —
The nuptial splendor glittered wide ;
Marthon the red branch banner bore,
. And Elma smil'd in royal pride.
And Comhal smil'd in kingly grace,
And gave the unknown, unhonor'd name
Of Marthon it's distinguish'd place
'Mid princes long espous'd of fame.

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