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on a rock beside the body, for some days.The poem is not just now in my hands ; otherwise its poetical merit might induce me to present the reader with a translation of it. The stanza concerning the dog, whose name was Du-chos , or Blackfoot , is very descriptive.

to Dark-sided Du-chos feet of wind cold is thy seat on rocks. He ( the dog ) sees the roe; his ears are high 3 and half he bounds away. He looks

"around; but Ullin sleeps ; he droops again his head.

The winds come past 3 dark Du-chos thinks, that Ullin's voice is there. But still he beholds him silent , laid amidst the waving heath. Dark-sided Du-chos, his voice no more shall send thee over the heath x :

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Green Erin gathered round the king, to hear the voice .. power. Their joyful faces bend, unequal, forward, in the light of the oak. They who were terrible, were removed : Lubar (1) winds again in their host. Cathmor was that beam from heaven, which shone when his people were dark. He was honoured in the midst. Their souls rose trembling around. The king alone no gladness shewed; no stranger he to war !

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(1) In order to illustrate this o , it is proper to lay before the reader the scene of the two preceding battles. Between the hills of Mora, and Lona lay the plain of Moi-lena , thro' which ran the river Lubar. The first battle, wherein Gaul, the son of Morni , commanded on the Caledonian side , was fought on the banks of Lubar. As there was little advantage obtained, on either side , the armies, after the battle, retained their former positions.

In the second battle, wherein Fillan commanded , the Irish, after the fall of Foldath , were driven up the hill of Lona ; but , upon the coming of Cathmor to their aid , they regained their former situation , and drove back the Caledonians, in their turn ; so that Lubar winded again in their host.

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a fire that always burned : his joy over fallen

foes was great.--Three days feasted the greyhaired hero, when he heard that Calmar fell: Calmar, who aided the race of Ullin, from

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voices (1) of Erin raise the soul of the king; he that shone when war was dark, and laid the mighty low. — Fouar, from that greybrowed rock, pour the tale of other times: pour it on wide-skirted Erin, as it settles round. .

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Like waves, blown back by sudden winds, Erin retired, at the voice of the king. Deeprolled into the field of night, they spread their humming tribes. Beneath his own tree, at intervals, each (2) bard sat down with his

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