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Were he who fought with little men, near Atha's darkening chief: Atha's darkening

chief would yield green Erin his rage. Speak

not of the mighty, O Cairbar! but turn thy

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it into Ireland , in spite of all the efforts of its inhabitants. The original words are ;

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And they did weep, O Fingal; dear was the hero to their souls. He went out to battle, and the foes vanished; he returned, in

eace, amidst their joy. No father mourned i. son slain in youth; no brother his brother of love. They fell, without tears, for the chief of the people was low Bran (1) is howling at his feet : gloomy Luath is sad, for he had often led them to the chace ; to the bounding roe of the desart.

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