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224 COMA la:
daughter of Sarno ? Look from thy rocks, my
love ; let me hear the voice of Comala "'.
COM A LA.
Take me to the cave of thy rest, O lovely son
of death 1
FINGAL.
Come to the cave of my rest. The storm is
past, the sun is on our fields. Come to the cave
of my rest'^, huntress of echoing Ardven !
COMALA.
He is returned with his fame ! I feel the right
hand of his wars ! But I must rest heside the
rock, till my soul returns from my fear ! O let
the harp be near ! raise the song, ye daughters
of IMorni !
DERSAGRENA.
Comala has slain three deer on Ardven, the
'^ Look frotn thy rocks, wy love ; let we hear the voice of Co-
mala.l O my dove, thou art in the clefts of the rocks, in the
secret places of the stairs~^et me see thy coiinteiiance, let me
hear thy voice. Song of Solomon, ii. 14. Quoted by Macpher-
son, first edit.
'7 The stonn is past ; the sun is on our fields. Come to the
cave of my rest, &CC.] The storm is over. P'irst edit. For, lo,
the winter is past ; the rain is over and gone — arise, my love,
my i'air one, and come aivo.y. Id. ii. 13. Quoted by IViacpher-
snn.
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