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124 F I N G A L. Book II.
Now on the rifing Side of Cromla flood
The {^w fad Sons of Eririy like a Wood,
Through which the rapid Flame of Heav'n hath pafs'd,
385 Urg'd by the Fury of the nightly Blaft.
A little diftant from the routed Bands,
Befide an Oak the Son of Semo ilands.
His fiery Eyes, made wilder by Defpair,
Roll filent round ; and in his bufliy Hair
390 The Winds are heard ; when Fili% Son arriv'd,
And joyful thus the Hero's Soul reviv'd.
The Ships, the Ships we look'd for long, appear I
Fingalj the King of lonely Hills, draws near.
The firft of Men, the Breaker of the Shields,
395 Will Shortly join you on green Ullin\ Fields.
The
V. 393. Fingal, the King of lonely Hills, draws near.] Offian often
fliews his Addrefs in gradually preparing us for the Events he is to intro-
duce, and in particular the Preparation for the Appearance oi Fingal; the
previous Expeftations that are raifed, and the extreme Magnificence, fully
anfwering thefe Expedlations, with which the Hero is at length prefented
to us, are worked up with fuch flvilful Conduft, as would do Honour to
any Poet of the moft refined Times.

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