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TEMORA.
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Broken, they rolled backwards from his blade.
115 But many and often they returned ;
Selma, thy children fell in battle :
Stood the king on the tombs of the brave,
His face, in sorrow, bowed to earth.
His soul resumed self-mastery :
120 He placed a mark and stone on the hill
Where the chief might fall with ^eno\^^l,
AVhen came, in his strength and with his shield,
Great Trahal from the clouds of Morven,
Brother to Connar, great and strong.
125 The warrior came not alone ;
By his side was faultless Colgar —
Colgar, son to the king of sjjears
And to the maid of blue slow-moving eyes.
" As Treunmor in robe of lightnino-
130 Coming down fi-om the hall of storms,
'Mid thunders sending ujoroar from the laud
Over the dark back of the cloudy sea,
So was Colgar in the strife,
Wasting and consuming the field."
135 Great (was) his father's joy in the jDrince.
A viewless arrow struck the chief:
On the hill his tomb was raised without a tear.
The king will avenge his mighty son.
DUAN II.
Connar defeat-
ed them more
than once ;
but they al-
ways rallied,
and threat-
ened to over-
power him,
when his
brother
Trahiil, with
his young son
Colgar, canxe
to his aid.
They utterly
routed the
Bolgi, but
Colgar was
killed by a
random
white-bosomed Solin-corma.
"AsTrenmor, clothed with meteors, descends from the haUs of
thunder, pouring the dark storm before him over the troubled sea,
so Colgar descended to battle, and wasted the echoing field. His
father rejoiced over the hero ; but an arrow came ! His tomb was
raised without a tear. The king was to revenge his son. He light-