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24-2 cath-loda:
rolled her eyes, on the rider of stormy waves. She
fled to his ship in darkness, hke a moon-beam through
a nightly vale. Annir pursuedalong the deep ; he call-
ed the v/inds cf heaven. Nor alone was the king ;
Starno was by his side.'Like U-thorno's young eagle,
I turned my eyes on my father.
We came to roaring Urlor. With his people came
tall Corman-trunar. We fought ; but the foe prevail-
ed. In his wrath stood Annir of lakes. He lopped
the young trees, with his sword. His eyes rolled red in
his rage. I marked the soul of the king, and I retired
in night. From the field I took a broken helmet : a
shield that was pierced with steel : poindess was the
fper.r in my hand, I v/ent to fmd the foe.
On a rock sat tall Corman-trunar, beside his burning
oak, and near him, beneath a tree, sat deep-bosomed
Foinar-bragal. I threvv^ my broken shield before her ;
p.nd spoke tlie v/ords of peace. Beside his roiling sea,
lies Annir of many lakes. The king was pierced in
battle ; and Scarno is to raise his tomb. Me, a son of
Loda, he sends to white-handed Foinar-bragal, to bid
her send a lock from her hair, to rest with her father,
in earth. And thou king of roaring Urlor, let the bat-
tle cease, till Annir receive the shell, from fierv-cyed
Crv.th-loda. ^
Bursting into tears, she rose, and tore a lock from
her hair ; a lock, which wandered in the blast, along
her heaving breabt; Corman-trunar gave the shell ; and
h.ade me to rejoice before him. I rested in the shade
of night ; and hid my face in my helmet deep. Sleep
descended on the foe. I rose, like a stalking ghost.
J pierced the side of Cornian-tninar. Nor did Foinar-
bragal escape. She rolled her white bosom in blood.
Why tlien daughter of lierocs, didst thou v/ake my
rage : I.Iorning rose. -The foe v/cre Hed, like the de-
parture of r:ist. Annir struck his bossy shield. He
called his dark-haired son, I came, streaked with wan-
dering blood : thrice rose tlie shout of the king, like the
bursting forth of a 5nu:tll of v/ind, from a cloud, by
rolled her eyes, on the rider of stormy waves. She
fled to his ship in darkness, hke a moon-beam through
a nightly vale. Annir pursuedalong the deep ; he call-
ed the v/inds cf heaven. Nor alone was the king ;
Starno was by his side.'Like U-thorno's young eagle,
I turned my eyes on my father.
We came to roaring Urlor. With his people came
tall Corman-trunar. We fought ; but the foe prevail-
ed. In his wrath stood Annir of lakes. He lopped
the young trees, with his sword. His eyes rolled red in
his rage. I marked the soul of the king, and I retired
in night. From the field I took a broken helmet : a
shield that was pierced with steel : poindess was the
fper.r in my hand, I v/ent to fmd the foe.
On a rock sat tall Corman-trunar, beside his burning
oak, and near him, beneath a tree, sat deep-bosomed
Foinar-bragal. I threvv^ my broken shield before her ;
p.nd spoke tlie v/ords of peace. Beside his roiling sea,
lies Annir of many lakes. The king was pierced in
battle ; and Scarno is to raise his tomb. Me, a son of
Loda, he sends to white-handed Foinar-bragal, to bid
her send a lock from her hair, to rest with her father,
in earth. And thou king of roaring Urlor, let the bat-
tle cease, till Annir receive the shell, from fierv-cyed
Crv.th-loda. ^
Bursting into tears, she rose, and tore a lock from
her hair ; a lock, which wandered in the blast, along
her heaving breabt; Corman-trunar gave the shell ; and
h.ade me to rejoice before him. I rested in the shade
of night ; and hid my face in my helmet deep. Sleep
descended on the foe. I rose, like a stalking ghost.
J pierced the side of Cornian-tninar. Nor did Foinar-
bragal escape. She rolled her white bosom in blood.
Why tlien daughter of lierocs, didst thou v/ake my
rage : I.Iorning rose. -The foe v/cre Hed, like the de-
parture of r:ist. Annir struck his bossy shield. He
called his dark-haired son, I came, streaked with wan-
dering blood : thrice rose tlie shout of the king, like the
bursting forth of a 5nu:tll of v/ind, from a cloud, by
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Early Gaelic Book Collections > Ossian Collection > Poems of Ossian, the son of Fingal > Volume 2 > (252) |
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Shelfmark | Oss.54 |
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Description | Selected books from the Ossian Collection of 327 volumes, originally assembled by J. Norman Methven of Perth. Different editions and translations of James MacPherson's epic poem 'Ossian', some with a map of the 'Kingdom of Connor'. Also secondary material relating to Ossianic poetry and the Ossian controversy. |
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Description | Selected items from five 'Special and Named Printed Collections'. Includes books in Gaelic and other Celtic languages, works about the Gaels, their languages, literature, culture and history. |
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