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CANTO IV. FINGAL. i03
" Young man, what would'st thou ? In thine
eye,
And wild deportment, there appear
Meanings of strange import to lie :
What would'st thou Arrathon should hear?"
" This then, in brief to Arrathon : —
Gelchossa, from the deadly fire
Rescued by thee, brought forth a son ;
That son now kneels before his sire
And supplicates a father's love.
To meet which, ardent in this breast
A son's fond- throbbing pulses move.
No eye beholds — then unreprest
Let nature's holy feelings glow,
Oh priest of heav'n, within thy heart ;
Nature's best joys thou sure shalt know,
While joy thou hast'nest to impart."
" Spare me, thou sorc'rer ; by what art
Thou dost my soul's deep secret find

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