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CONLOC'H AND GDHONA.
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40 Be light of memory upon the hill
Of Ee-hona, girt by surging sea.
Let me see my friends in their deeds.
Ossian sees the heroes clearlj-,
On the cloud-capped dark -blue isle ;
45 Rises (to view) the cave of stormy waves,
In the moss-clothed rock of bending trees ;
A stream is murmuring at its mouth,
Toscar leans over its sound ;
Beside him is Fergu in sorrow ;
50 Cuhona is weeping far above ; —
Is it the wind over rolling waves Ì
Or hear I their voice on the mountain-slope i "
memory ou
the hiU of
Ee-hona," and
reveals to
him the scene
where Cop-
loch and Cu-
hona, as well
as Toscar and
Fergn, lay un-
buried and
unsung.
TOSCAE.
The night is at the will of storm and shower ;
The trees are strewn upon the hill ;
55 The sea scuds darkly under cloud ;
Abroad is the roar of writhing waves :
The sky -fire came in a flash,^
And in the shining from a wasted shield
I saw, faultless Fergu !
60 The evil wraith, whose power was on the night ; '
Mutely he stood upon a bank.
His robe resoundiuGf in the wind.
The spirits of
Toscar and
Fergu, con-
versing to-
gether, relate
the circum-
stances which
led to the
death of the
whole party.
Toscar de-
scribes a
stormy night,
in which he
had seen the
form of a
feehle and
hear tliem speak 1
Toscar. — The night was stormy. From their hills the groaning
oaks came down. The sea darkly tunihled heneatli the blast ; the
roaring waves climbed against our rocks. The lightning came often,
and showed the blasted fern. Fercuth, I saw the ghost who em-
broiled the night. Silent he stood on that bank. His robe of mist