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tfATH-LODA : 237
less fire Is Duth-maruno's sword. Lochlln Is rolled o-
ver lic;r streams. The wrathful kings are folded in
thoughts. They rolltheir silent eyes, over the flight of
their land. The horn of Fingal was heard, the sorft of
woody Albion returned. But many lay, by Turthor's
stream, siltnt in tiieir blood.
" Chief of Crom-charn," said the king, ^*Duth-raaru-
no, hunter of boars ! not harmless returns my eagle, from
tlie field of foes. For this white-bosomed Lanal shall
brighten, at her streams ; Can-dona shall rejoice, at
rocky Crathmo-craulo.^"
*' Colgorm c," replied the chief, " was the first of my
race in Albion ; Colgorm, the rider of ocean, through its
watery vales. He slew his brother in I-thorno : he left
the land of his fathers. He chose his place, in silence,
by rocky Cratiimo-craulo- His race came forth, in
their years ; they came forth to war, but they always
fell. The wound of my fathers is mine, king of echo-
ing Isles !"
He drew an arrpw from his side. He fell, pale, in a
land unknown. His soul came forth to his fathers, to
. their stormy isle. There, they pursued boars of m.ist, a-
long tlie skirt? of winds. The chiefs stood silent around,
as the stones of Loda, on their hill. The traveller ^ees
them through the twilight, from his lonely path. He
thinks them the ghosts of the aged, lorming future wars.
Night came down on U-thorno. Still stood the chiefs
in their grief. The blast, hissed, by turns, through e-
c The family of Duth-maruno, it appears, came originally from
•candiiiavia.or at least, foom some of the northernisles. subject in
cliicf to the kings of Lochlin. The Highland senachies, who never
n,is.«ed to make their comments on, and additions to the works of
Of si^n, have given lu a long list of the ancestors of Duth-maruno, and
a particular account of their aclions, many of which are of the mar-
vellous kind . One of the tale makers of the north has choser. for lus
hero, Starumfir, the father of Duth maruno, and corwideriag the ad-
ven:urcs through which he has led him, the piece is neither disagree-
al Ic, nor abounding with chat kind of fiction whic{i shoclis credib^i'-
ty.

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