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76 THE ARGUMENT.
fathei Borbar-duthul. Cathmor retires to reft. The
fong of Sul-malla concludes the book, which ends about
the middle of the thiird night, from the opening of the.
poem.
BOO It VI.
€t /CATHMOR rifes on his echoing hilH
J v^ Shall Fingal take the fword of Luno ?
But what fnall become of thy fame, fon of white-
bofomed Clatho ? Turn not thine eyes from Fin-
gal, daughter of Iniftore. I fhall not quench thy
early beam-, it Ihines along my foul. But rife, O
wood-fkirted Mora, rife between the war and me !
Why fhould Fingal behold the ftrife, left his dark-
haired warrior Ihould fall I Amidft the fong, O
Carril, pour the found of the trembling harp : here
are the voices of rocks, and bright tumbling of
waters. Father of Ofcar, lift the fpear ; defend
the young in arms. Conceal thy fiieps from Fil-
lan's eyes. He muft not know that I doubt his
fteel. No clciud of mine fhall rife, my fon, upon
thy fcul of fire !"
He iunk behind his rock, amidft the found of
Carril's fong. Brightening, in my growing foul, I
took the fpear of Temora ^ . I faw, along Moi-
lena, the wild tumbling of battle, the .ftrife of
death, in gleaming rows, disjoined and broken
round
fathei Borbar-duthul. Cathmor retires to reft. The
fong of Sul-malla concludes the book, which ends about
the middle of the thiird night, from the opening of the.
poem.
BOO It VI.
€t /CATHMOR rifes on his echoing hilH
J v^ Shall Fingal take the fword of Luno ?
But what fnall become of thy fame, fon of white-
bofomed Clatho ? Turn not thine eyes from Fin-
gal, daughter of Iniftore. I fhall not quench thy
early beam-, it Ihines along my foul. But rife, O
wood-fkirted Mora, rife between the war and me !
Why fhould Fingal behold the ftrife, left his dark-
haired warrior Ihould fall I Amidft the fong, O
Carril, pour the found of the trembling harp : here
are the voices of rocks, and bright tumbling of
waters. Father of Ofcar, lift the fpear ; defend
the young in arms. Conceal thy fiieps from Fil-
lan's eyes. He muft not know that I doubt his
fteel. No clciud of mine fhall rife, my fon, upon
thy fcul of fire !"
He iunk behind his rock, amidft the found of
Carril's fong. Brightening, in my growing foul, I
took the fpear of Temora ^ . I faw, along Moi-
lena, the wild tumbling of battle, the .ftrife of
death, in gleaming rows, disjoined and broken
round
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Early Gaelic Book Collections > Ossian Collection > Morison's edition of the Poems of Ossian, the son of Fingal > (450) |
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Description | Selected books from the Ossian Collection of 327 volumes, originally assembled by J. Norman Methven of Perth. Different editions and translations of James MacPherson's epic poem 'Ossian', some with a map of the 'Kingdom of Connor'. Also secondary material relating to Ossianic poetry and the Ossian controversy. |
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Description | Selected items from five 'Special and Named Printed Collections'. Includes books in Gaelic and other Celtic languages, works about the Gaels, their languages, literature, culture and history. |
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