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But lead me, O Malvina ! to the sound of my woods ; to the roar of my mountain
streams. Let the chace be heard on Cona ; let me think on the days of other years
. And bring me the harp, O maid ! that I may touch it, when the light of my soul
The squally winds are around thee, * The traditions, which accompany this poem,
inform us, that it went, of old, under the name of Laoi-Oi-lutha ; i.e. the hymn of the
maid of Lutha. They pretend also to fix the time of its composition, to the third ...
... the race of kings ; the soft-handed daughter of Cathmol, at the streams of
Clutha ! Duth-carmor saw her bright in the hall, he had come, by night, to Clutha.
Cathmol met him, in battle, but the hero fell. Three days dwelt the foe, with the
maid. On the fourth she fled in arms. She remembered the race of kings, and felt
her bursting soul ! Why, maid of Toscar of Lutha, should I tell how Cathlin failed ?
Her tomb is at rushy Lumon, in a distant land. Near it were the steps of Sul-malla
Not unmarked," said the maid, " by Sul-malla, is the shield of Morven's king. It
hangs high, in my father's hall, in memory of the past ; when Fingal came to
Cluba, in the days of other years. Loud roared the boar of Culdarnu, in the midst
of his ...
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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