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A P O E M. I6i
beam atofe. ^ Then FIngal heboid the
king of Goimal. He rolled a while his filent
eyes. He thought of other days, when white-
bofomed Agandecca moved like the mufic of
fongs. He loofed the thong from his
hands. Son of Annir, he faid , retire.
Ketire to Gormal of fliells :. a beam , that was
fet, returns. I remember thy white - bofomed
daughter ; dreadful king , away ! Go
to thy troubled dwelling, cloudy foe of the
lovely! Let the ftranger fhun thee, thou glc®-
iiiy in the hall!
A tale of the times of old!
OINA-

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