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His arms hang disordered on his side. His hair flies loose from his brow. The tear
is in his down-cast eyes; a sigh half-silent in his breast ! Three days he strayed
unseen, alone, before he came to Lamor's halls : the mossy halls of his fathers, ...
My son ! go to Lamor's hall : there the arms of our fathers hang. Bring the sword of
Garmallon ; he took it from a foe !" He went and brought the sword with all its
studded thongs. He gave it to his father. The grey-haired hero felt the point with
A thousand spears arose around ; the people of Caros rose. Why daughter of
Toscar, why that tear ? My son, though alone, is brave. Oscar is like a beam of the
sky ; he turns around and the people fall. His hand is the arm of a ghost, when he
I remember the days of my youth with grief ; when I feel the weakness of my arm.
Happy are they who fell in their youth, in the midst of their renown ! They have not
beheld the tombs of their friend : or failed to bend the bow of their strength.
Forward came a youth, in arms, and stretched his pointless spear. Long, over his
tearful eyes, ... Duth-carmor saw white-bosomed Lanul,f and pierced * Car-mona,
bay of the dark-brown hills, an arm of the sea, in the neighbourhood of Selma.
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The authenticity of Macpherson’s collection was already controversially judged, when it came, translated in several European languages, to the continent. The author was said having written the poems ... Read full review