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CANTO V. FINGAL. 121
Ev'ning;, darkly her damp dews in silentness
shedding,
Coldlj wept o'er the fall'n on the field of his
fame."
So sang she, and drew many a tear ;
For simple tho' the song might be,
The music warbled on the ear
Like sighs of sorrowing melodj.
" Ay, gallant youth," CarthoUan said,
As now the harp in silence lay,
" Ev'ning, indeed, her damp dews shed,
My brave boy, o'er thy lifeless clay.
Two days, 'mid slaughter'd foes, in vain
We sought the fair corpse of the slain.
Ah, fair no more — gash'd and deform'd.
Like smiling vale, by earthquake storm'd,
My Fillan, thou at length wert known,
Dimly e'en to thy father's eyes.