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if {lie did not latigh in the comic, nor weep
in the tragic fcene ; it was not that fhe could
not, but that it was not the fafliion of her coun-
try ; flie furnifhes, however, pieces which ex-
tort a fmile from ftern age, and a tear from the
eye unaccuftomed to weep. She equals, in
what {he attempted, the Bards of Greece or
Rome ; and, in exciting the tender feelings of
the heart, leaves far behind the moderns v^ho
tried the fame path.
' Tha i cruadalach cruaidh fgairtal,
* Do dhaoin' uaifle, reachdar laidir,
' An am treuntais, na gaifge,
' 'S i as deas' f hac'laich 'fna blaraibh. J
' Tha i ciun an cuifain fialaidh,
* Cliur an gniomh, a briathra blatha,
' Tha i corr fgoltadh riafain
' Ghum {luagh gun chiall a chur famhach.*
' Tha i iular fiofrach, caoineil
' Freagarachjfaoineachdach, baigheil
* 'S meafail a labhairt 's a h'eifdachd ;
' A chur gach deud air fiamh an gaire ;
* A fugra, 's a bruighean le cheile,
' A togail eibhnas, mir' as manran,
* Siobhalta, farafda, bevifach,
' Am beul gach neach ata narach.'*
' With
t Alias fan ait ud. * Ran don Gbaelic, &c.

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