Ossian Collection > Original collection of the poems of Ossian, Orrann, Ulin, and other bards, who flourished in the same age

98 DAP.GO,
He aiiswrred, imterrificd: few dwell in my
native land, who are strangers to iny renown. I
am Dargo, tlie son of Driulin: I avow my pur-
pose; 1 am come to demand submission from the
warriors of 7\II)in. The magnanimons Ryno
spoke: ^Viio is king Dargo, the son of Drudin?
Reply, or submission, how shouldst thou claim
from the accomplished heroes of Innis-fail? Fierce
as yon are, w arriors, with envy and wrath, I could
wrest the sway from Gaul liimsclf, and the race of
Trenmor. Should I relate to thee, O Dargo,
son of the mighty prince, the battles won by the
iliastrious Fingal, and by Gaul, the son of Morni,
of noble deeds, and recount the many heroes of
O'.ir land that would rise to meet thee in combat,
wiser thou wouldst deem it not to advance, than
to perish by the strokes of the valiant.
My wrath I never will resign, said Dargo, the
son of Drudin, without the heads of the princes I
name; the heads of Fingal, Oscar, and Gaul,
the heads of Diarmad, Caolt, and C'arril; and
the heads of three hundred that follow each
chief, to be delivered me on to-morrow's morning,
as the forfeit of my father's dealh,orthe vigorous
vengeance-dealing combat; and I ask no more.
I vow, though thy words are haughty, said
Caol, the beautiful and brave, that we shall fight
thee, great as thou art, and here check thy pride.
With the strong, undaunted, and fair formed Caol,
contended Dajgo, the son of Druidin, tierce in re-