Ossian Collection > Report of the Committee of the Highland Society of Scotland, appointed to inquire into the nature and authenticity of the poems of Ossian

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It is not disgraceful for thee to make peace with a hero,
Till Fingal shall arrive with the mighty and the friendly.
But if it he thy choice to advance
Against those adventurers of the ocean,
Readily shall we lift each weapon [war."
That has often lightened through the stormy gloom of
The mighty then replied,
04 Bloody battle is the chief delight of my soul,
Where the noise of arms is heard
As thunder before the shower of the mountain.
Let me view the gathered ranks of my host,
The shining and successful tribes of war.
Let them pass along the -heath,
Dazzling the sight as the sun of summer,
Before the sound which descends by the side of the mountain
Is echoed by the wood of Morvern to the furious wind/'
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As the gathered streams of the mountains
Falling on the narrow vale of the desart,
When clouds send forth their lightening,
And the shrieking of ghosts is mingled with the roar of hills;
So, moved on to battle the valorous force of Erin, [hisbreast,
[The chief] himself, in advancing, poured valour forth from
bright as the sun-shine before a storm •, when the west-
wind collects the clouds, and Morven echoed over .ill her
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As rushes a stream of foam from the dark shady deep of
Cromla ; when the thunder is travelling above, and dark-
brown night sits on half the hill. Through the breaches of
the tempest look forth the dim faces of ghosts. So fierce,
so vast, so terrible rushed on the sons of Erin. The chief,
like a whale of ocean, whom all his billows pursue, poured
valour forth, as a sream, rolling his might along the shore.