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FINGAL. 281;
ut the night is gathering around. Where now are
le ships of Fingal ? Here let us pass the hours of
itrkness; here wish for the moon of heaven."
The winds come down on the woods. The torrents
ish from the rocks. Rain gathers round the head
fCromla. The red stars tremble between the flying
,.ouds. Sad, by the side of a stream, whose sound
, echoed by a tree, sad by the side of a stream the
*uef of Erin sits. Connal, son of Colgar, is tnere,
'ad Carril of other times. " Unhappy is the land
f CuthuUin," said the son of Semo, " unhappy is
»e hand of Cuthulliu since he slew his friend !
erda, son of Damman, I loved thee as myself!'"
" How, CuthuUin, son of Semo, how fell the
reakerof the sliields? Well I remember," said Con-
al, " the son of the noble Damman. Tall and fair,
■e was like the rainbow of heaven," Ferda from
.Ibion came, the chief of a hundred hills. In Mu-
*s» hall he learned the sword, and won the friend-
lip of CuthuUin. We moved to the chase toge-
ler : one was our bed in the heath.
Deu^ala was the spouse of Cairbar, chief of the
.ains of UUin. She was covered with the light of
»auty, but her heart was the house of pride. She
)Ted that sun-beam of youth, the son of the noble
'amm in. " Cairbar," said the white-armed Deu-
d,i, • give me half of the herd. No more I willre
^ain in your halls. Dividethe herd, dark Cairbar !"
Ltt CuthuUin," said Cairbar, " divide my herd
n tl:e liill. His breast is the seat of justice. De-
irt, tiiou light of beauty !'' I went and divided the
erd. One snow-white bull remained. I gave
lat buU to Cairbar. The wrath of Deugala rose !
" Son of Damman," begun the fair, " CuthuUin
ith pained my soul. I must hear of his death, or
ubai's stream shall roll over me. My pale ghost
lall viander near thee, and mourn tlie wound of my
ride. Pour out the blood of CuthuUin, or pierce
lis heaving breast." " Deugala," said the fair-
iired youth, " how shall I slay the son of Selmo ?
* A place in UUter.