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LOSGA TAURA.
'S amhuil e 's bruadar òigh nan eilde
Ni^ cariaig fein fo fluiain na fine' ;
Mala-mhine.
Dh'aom an òiche le neoil,
Thuit an ceo air an lear ;
Siubhlaidh an òiclie 's an ceo,
Ach tha mife ri m' bheo gun gUean.
N?i beachd tha i tuirling fan tfiuth,
(Sa hanam mar eun, fo 'n tuil, 's air uachdar)
Ag
It is, I fondly faid, Cuchullin's car !
The Chief returning from the roar of war !
— A Lght had ILkewife gleam'd on Lena's heath ;
My love, my Ofcar ! 'tis thy fpear of death !
I faid : but Ofcar's fpear is in the tomb ;
His fhield, O Selma, in thy empty womb.
I faw its bofies cover'd o'er with ruft,
And all its thongs faft-mould'ring into duft.
Oifean.
Malvina, fay what now renews thy woe ?
Say why thy tcare, like rills, inccffant flow?
Why heaves thy bofom with the moanful crj-.
Like Lego's reeds when ghoils among them figh?
Mahina.
And doft thou aflc the caufe of all my woe.
When yondej- Selma's mofly tow'rs lie low?
When bats and thiftles dwell in Fingal's hall.
And roes bound fearlefs o'er its mould'ring wall ?
— Befidcs, I heard upon the diftant wind
A found that rous'd my fadly-mufing mind;
Ofian.
Ev'n fo, Malvina, my brave Ofcar's love!
Like thofc we mourn for, we mud foon remove;
No trace of us or Selma fliall be found.
Save the green mound that marks our fleep profound.
— Soft are the flumbers of that bed of peace;
Let then Malvina's flowing forrow ceafe ;
Nor weep for friends whofe aftions were fo bright,
Whofe fleps were mark'd with beams of heav'nly light.
Mahina.
Now Night defcends with all her dufl<y clouds,
A nd Ocean in her fable mantle fhrouds ;
Yet Night will foon refign her place to day.
But my protrafted woe muft lall for ay.