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412 F I N G A L. Book VI.
Thofe Arms of Light, thou Son of Erm^ yield
To one who dares employ them in the Field.
The Hero anfwer'd, by juft Wrath inflam'd :
470 Cuthullin^ Arms no Warrior ever claim'd ;
And had a thoufand, fuch as thee, afpir'd
To win the fame, they had without retir'd ;
And fo fhalt thou.— An Enemy to Truth,
Thou haft traduc'd my Fame, malicious Youth !
475 Till t///;Vs braveft Heroes prefs'd the Plain,
I never fhunn'd the Monarch of the Main.
He faid : Fingal then interpoling fpoke.
And Ulenc'd Connan with this fhort Rebuke.
Youth of the feeble Arm, how dares thy Tongue
480 Offend a Chief, whofe Hand in War is ftrong ?
Yes, ftormy Son of Battle, the Renown
Thou haft acquir'd, to me has long been known :
And