Ossian Collection > Works of Ossian, the son of Fingal > Volumes 3 and 4

A POEM. Ill
lands, is nigh: the friend *) of ftrangers in
Atha, the troubler of the field. High, from
their mifty hills , look forth the blue eyes of
Erin; for he is far away, young dweller of
their fouls. Nor, harmlefs, white hands
of Erin! is he in the ll<irts of war; he rolls
ten thoufand before him, in his dilhnt field.
Not unfeen by Offian , I faid , rufhed
Cathmor from his ftreams, Avhen he poured his
ftrength on I-thorno **), ifle of many waves.
In
*) Cathmor, the fou of Borbar-duthul. It would
appear, from the partiality with which Sul-mal-
la Ipeaks of that hero , that fhe had feen him,
pievious to his joining her father's army J tho'
tradition pofitively asferts, that it was, after his
return , that fhe fell in love wit'x him.
**) I-thcrno, fays tradition, was ah ifland of Scan-
dinavia. In it , at a hunting party , met Cul-
gorm and Suran - dronio, the kings of two neigh-
bouring ifles. They differed about the honour
of killing a boar; and a war was kindled be-
tween them. From this epil'ode we may
learn , that the manners of the Scandinavians we-
re much more lav4ige and cruel , than thole of
Britain. It is remarkable , that the names ,
Introduced in this ftory, are not of Galic original,
which circumftance affords room to flippofe ,
that it had its foundation in true hiliory.