J. F. Campbell Collection > Original collection of the poems of Ossian, Orrann, Ulin, and other bards, who flourished in the same age

Ill EVIR-xVLUlN,
of Lego's lake; and the wave beating violently
against it. That the hill did shake beneath my
feet; that I roused the desire of battle in old
feeble heroes; that to the Fingalians and Evir,
the highest honour resulted fronn the hardy deeds
of Ossian against Goimag. My father, with joy,
heard the tale of my fame from the bards. Evir
rejoiced at the praise of her hero: and all in
Selma's hall honoured Ossian and his first love.
Except Conan, the son of xMorni, willing to excite
the feud again; was bound by Julin his brother.
Captive and uneasy, was cast into a sequestered
corner. But my noble and generous father order-
ed the bands of Conan to be untied. Three times
he received the shell, and drank to the happiness
of Evir. Whoever then would have told me that
night, in the fort of the brave, the contempt I met
with this night, would have received evil at my
hand.