Ossian Collection > Poems of Ossian, the son of Fingal > Volume 2

184 temora: Book. VI
raised the voice of the song, and touched the harp be
tween.
" Clun-galo ^ came ; slie missed the rrtaid. Wher
art thou, beam of Hght ? Hunters from the mossy rock
saw you the blue-eycd fair ? Are her steps on erass';
Lumon ; near the bed of roes ? Ah me ! I behold he
bow in the hall. Wh.re art thou, beam of light?"
" Cease c, love of Con-mor, cease ; I hear thee no
on the ridgy heath. My eye is turned to the king
whose path is terrible in war. He for Vvhom my sou
is up, in the seas .n of my rest. D^p-bosomed in wai
he stands, he beholds me not from his cloud. Why.
sun of Sul-malla, dosL diou cot look forth ? I dwell ir
darkness here ; wide over me liies the shadowy mist
Filled v/ith dew are my locks : look thou froiii thy
cloud, O sun of Sul-malla's soul!'* * * * * *
d Clun-galo, • white knee,' the wife of Con-mor, king of Inis-hu-
na, and fe mother of Sul-naalla. She is bere represented, as missing
l.er daughter, after she had fled with Cathmor
e sul nialla replies to the supposed question of her mother.
wards the middle of this paragraph she calls Cathmor the sua of hct
sout and continues the metaphor throughout. This book ends, wc
may suppose, about the middle of the thir4 night, frcrm the opcnij g
of til 3 poezKi.