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A N E P 1 C P O E M. II
the valleys are fad around, and. fear, by turns,
the fhower.
The king, at length, refumed his foul,
and took his pointed fpear. H,e turned his eyes-
to Moi-lena. The Icouts of bliie ocean q^qie,
Tliey came with fteps of fear, and ofcen look^
behind. Caiibar knew, that the mighty- were^
near , and called his gloomy chiets.
The founding fteps of his warriors came.,
They drew, at once, their fwcrds There Mor-
lath *) flood with darkened face. Hidalla's
long hair fighs in wind. Red - haired Cormac
bends
* ) Mor - lath , great in the day of battle. Hidnlla',
mildly looking hero. Cor - mac , expert at felt.
Malth - OS , flow to fpeak. Foldath , generous.
Foldath , vho Is here .ftrongly marked , makes
a great figure in the fequel of the poem. His fier-
ce, uncomplying chara(Ser is fustained throughout.
He Teems , from a paflage in the fecond book ,
to have been Cairbar's greateft confident, and
to have had a principal hand in the conf'piiacy
againft Cormac king of Ireland. His tribe was
one of the moft confiderable of the race of the
Fir - bolg.