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

DAUTIIULA.
O lov'd Glonmasan ! waste of herbs and flowers !
Fair wave thy forests in the vernal breeze ;
Full many a day we pass'd the unconscious hours,
Stretch'd on thy grassy banks ia careless ease.
Dear Etha's glen, where first my cot was rear'd I
How much I lov'd on thy tall groves to gaze;
When rising o'er the vale, the sun appear'd,
And the lake glitter'd with his morning rays !
Glenurcha's simple tract, the tract belov'd,
By two straight ranks of beauteous hills confin'd j
How glad his youthful mates with Nathos mov'd,
While o'er thy crags they urg'd the flying hind I
Darthula's vale, the vale of harmless glee,
Where social bands around us lov'd to throng;
Where oft from yonder mountain's bending tree
The artless cuckoo pour'd her mellow song I
How lovely Drayno, with its sounding shore,
The sands of Avich lav'd by billows green !
From these sweet haunts my feet would stray no more,
liiit with my loTPj 1 quit the darling scene.
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