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fhouts arofe , like crowded ftreams ; Moi - lena
ecchoed wide.
Fingal heard the found ; and took his fa-
ther's fpear. His Heps are before us on the
heath. He fpoke the words of woe. I hear
the noife of war. Young Ofcar is alone. Rife,
fons of Morven ; join the hero's fword.
Oilian rufhed along the heath. Fillan
bounded over Moi -lena. Fingal ftrode in his
flrength, and the light of his fhield is terrible.
The fons of Erin faw it far dirtant; they tremb-
led in their fouls. They knew that the wrath
of the king arofe : and they forefaw their death.
We firft arrived; we fought; and Erin's chiefs
withftood our rage. But when the king came,
in the found of his courfe , what heart of fteel
could fland! Erin fled over Moi -lena. Death
purfued their flight.
We
they m?.rched~to battle. They appear to liave
been five hundred in number , commanded , as
the poet exprefles It, by five heroes of the blood
of kings. This poem mentions Fingai, as arriv-
ing from Scotland , before Ofcar died of his
H'cunds-