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0, A delight to Fionn of the heroes
Was the cry of his hounds afar on the mountain ;
The wolves starting from their dens,
The exultation of his hosts, that was his delight.
P. Many a desire Fionn had,
Which are disregarded after him,
Fionn or his hounds live not,
Nor shalt thou live, generous Oisin.
0. A greater loss is Fionn than we,
And all that have ever lived within our time ;
All that ever passed away and all that are living,
Fionn was more liberal of his gold than they.
P. All the gold which Fionn and you bestowed,
'Tis of no avail to him or thee ;
He is in hell in bondage.
Because he committed treachery and oppression.
0. Little do I believe of thy talk,
man from Eome of the white books,
That Fionn, the hospitable chief,
Could be detained by demon or devil.
Claen, in a most satiric strain, the following reference is made to the
wolf: —
" Cujpcitt ocuf bui&Tje btxATj,
CTtjoSflccib cii)t) bun 5-cuttAÓ,
CO TtitT)CATi 5A]i)eAn) sniO» ól^'J»
1)1 b-A]tteATt)CAn qTjb UU6."
Wolves and flocks of ravens
Shall devour the heads of your heroes,
Until the fine clean sand is reckoned.
The heads of the Ultonians shall not be reckoned.
The only specimen of the Irish wolf-dog now in Ireland, that we are
aware of, is in the possession of Mr Conyngham Moore of Strand-street
in this city.

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