Lochlin. ran. ARGUMENT. Offian, after fome general reflections, defcribes the fi tuation of Fingal, and the pofition of the army of The converfation of Starno and SwaThe epifode of Cormar-trunar and Foinar - bragal. Starno, from his own example, recommends to Swaran, to furprize Fingal, who had retired alone to a neighbouring hill. Upon Swaran's refufal, Stárno undertakes the enterprize himself, is overcome, and taken prisoner, by Fingal. He is dismiffed, after a fevere reprimand for his cruelty. CATH-LODA: A POEM. DUAN THIRD, W hence is the ftream of years? Whither do they roll along? Where have they hid, in mist, their many-coloured fides? I look into the times of old, but they feem dim to Offian's eyes, like reflected moon - beams, on a diftant lake. Here rife the red beams of war There, filent, dwells a feeble race! They mark no years with their deeds, as flow they pafs along. Dweller between the fhields; thou that awakeft the failing foul, defcend from hy wall, harp, of Cona, with thy voices three! Come with that which kindles the paft: rear the forms of old, on their own dark-brown years! 4 *) Uthorno, hill of ftorms, I behold my race on thy fide. Fingal is bending, in night, Near him are over Duth - maruno's tomb. the fteps of his heroes, hunters of the boar. - By *) The bards, who were always ready to fupply fpeaks, I By Turthor's ftream the host of Lochlin is deep in fhades. The wrathful kings flood on two hills; they looked forward from their boffy. fhields. They looked forward on the ftars of night, red-wandering in the weft. Cruth-loda bends from high, like a formless meteor in clouds. He fends abroad the winds, and marks them, with his figns. Starno forefaw, that Morven's king was never to yield in war. He fpeaks, with great devotion, of pilgrimage, and |