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A P O E M. 291
There, Lochlin and Morven meet at the mutual feaft, and liflen
together to the fong of their bards. Why mould they any more
contend, when the blue fields above are fo large, when the deer
of the clouds are fo many ? Like me, they look back with a fmile
on the years that are paft, and figh at the memory of the days that
will no more return. They look down on the earth, as they ride
over it, on their gray-white clouds, and wonder why they con-
tended. — Yes, heroes of happier climes ! you look back on the
dream of life, as Oman does on the battle of Dargo. — It is a tale of
the years that have fled, on their own dun wings, over Morven.
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