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Book VII. AN EPIC POEM. 193
more ; he that consumed the field, fiom Moma of the
proves ?"
" Not forgot is that cloud in war, bard of other times.
Higli shiill his tomb rise, on Moi-lena, the dwelling of
renown. But now, roll back my soul to the times of
my f.ithcrs : to the years when first they rose, on Inis-
hup.a's waves. Nor alone pleasant to Cathmcr is the
remenibiance of wood-covered Lumon. Lumon the
land of streams, the dwelling of white-bosomed maids."
" Lumon p of foamy streams, thou risest on Fonar's
soul ! Thy -sun is on thy side, on tJie roeks of thy bend-
in j^ trees. The dun roe is seen from thy furze : die
deer lifts his branchy head ; for he sees, at tknes, the
hound, on the half-covered heath. Slow, on the vale,
are the steps of maids ; the white-armed daughters of
the bow : they lift their blue eyes to the hill, from a-
midf t their wandering locks. Not there is the stride of
Lartlion, chief of Inis-huna. He niounts the wave on
liis own daik oak, in Cluba's ridgy bay: that oak
which he cut from Lumon, to bound along the sea.
The maids tuin their eyes away, lest the king should
be hnvly laid ; for never had they seen a ship, dark rid-
er of the w<?ve I - ■
*•' Now he dares to call the winds, and to mix with
e mist of ocean. Blue Inis-fail rose, in smoke : but
diirk-sk irted night came down. The sons of Bolga fear-
ed. The fiery-haired Ton-thena rose. Culbin's bay
received the ship, in the bosom of its echoing woods.
There, issued a stream, from Duthma's homd cave ;
where spirits gleamed, at times, with their half-finished
forms.
" Dreams descended on Larthon : he saw seven spi-
ri ^s cf his fathers. He heard their half-formed word ;
and dimly beheid tlie times to come. He beheld the
p I.umon, as I have remarked in a preceflin;; note, was a hill in In-
is-!v.;na. near the re-iOence of ?u)-malla. ThU cpiiode has an im-
^mediafc csnnect'nn v,1rh what is said of Larthon, in the ds^cription
ofCatlimors thie'd.
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