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234 COLNA-DONA :
Car-ul placed the oak of feafts. He took two
bofles from our {hields. He laid them in earth,
beneath a ftone, to fpeak to the hero's race.
<« When battle, faid the king, fhall roar, and our
fons are to meet in wrath ; my race fhall look, per-
haps, on this ftone, when they prepare the fpear.
Have not our fathers met in peace, they will fay
and lay afide the fhield ?"
Night came down. In her long locks moved
the daughter of Car-ul. Mixed with the harp a-
rofe the voice of white-armed Colna-dona. Tof-
car darkened in his place, before the love of he-
roesi She came on his troubled foul, like a beam
to the dark-heaving ocean : when it burfts from a
cloud, and brightens the foamy fide of a wave *^.
With morning we awaked the woods ; and hung
forward on the path of the roes. They fell by
their wonted ftreams. We returned through Cro^
na's vale. From the wood a youth came forward,
with a lliield and pointlefs fpear. " Whence, faid
Tofcar of Lutha, is the flying beam ? Dwells there
peace at Col-amon, round bright Colna-dona of
harps ?"
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