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22 L A T H M O N:
fon of Dutha , snd ilrall a thoufand lift thelf
fteel? Nuath would mourn, in his Ijall , for the
departure of iiis fame. His eyes would turn
from La hman , wl^en the tread of his feet ap-
proached. Go thou to the heroes , chief
of Duthn ; for I hehold the ffately fteps of OlTi-
an. His fame is worthy of my fteel; let him
fight with Lathmon.
The noble Sulmath came. I rejoiced in
the words of the king. I raifed the ihield on
my arm ; and Gaul placed in my hand the
fword of Morni. We returned to the murmur-
ing dream ; Lathmon came in his ftrength. His
dark hoft rolled, like the clouds, behind him;
but the fon of Nuath was bright in his fteel.
Son of Fingal, faid the hero, thy fame
has grown on our fall. How many lie there
of my people by thy hand , thou king of men!
Lift now thy fpear againft Lathmon ; and lay
the fon of Nuath low. Lay him low among
his
tiie bye, cannot be imputed to the poet, who
kept to the manners of the times, of which he
wrote. Mikoii has follovvetl Homer in this re-
Ipeft^ but railing is lefs fhotking in infernal fpi-
ilts , who are the objects of horror , than in
heroes , who are fet up as patterns of imitation-.