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XIII *.

f^UcHULAiD sat by the wall;. by the tree of the rustling leafs. His spear leaned against the mossy rock. His. shield lay by him on the grafs. Whilst he thought on the mighty Carbre whom he flew in battle, the scout of the ocean came,. Moran the son of Fithii.

Rise, Cuehulaid, rife! I fee the ships of Garve. Many are the foe, Cuehulaid; many the sons of Lochlyn.

Moran! thou ever tremblcst; thy fears increase the foe. They are the ships of the Desert of hills arrived to afiist Cuehulaid.

• This is the opening of the epic poem mentioned in the preface. The two following fragments are parts of some episodes of the fame work.

f The aspen or poplar tree.

II 2 i

I saw their chief, says Moran, tall as a rock of ice. His spear is like that sir; his shield like the rising moon. He sat upon a rock on the shore, as a grey cloud upon the hill. Many, mighty man! I said, many are our heroes; Garve, well art thou named *, many are the sons of out king.

He answered like a wave on the rock; who is like me here? The valiant live not with me; they go to the earth from my hand. The king of the Desert of hills alone can fight with Garve. Once we wrestled on the hill. Our heels overturned the wood. Rocks fell from their place, and rivulets changed their course. Three days we strove together; heroes stood ata distance, and feared. On the fourth, the King faith that I fell; but Garve faith, he

* Garve signifies a man of great size.

stood. stood. Let Cuchulaid yield to him that is strong as a storm. .

No. I will never yield to man. Cuchulaid will conquer or die. Go, Moran, take my spear; strike the shield of Caithbait which hangs before the gate. It never rings in peace. My heroes shall hear on the hill

XIV.

DUCHOMMAR, MORNA.

DUCHOMMAR.

* TV/torna, thou fairest of women, XyJL daughter of Cormac-Carbre! why in the circle of stones, in the cave of the rock, alone? The stream murmureth hoarsely. The blast groaneth in the aged tree. The lake is troubled before thee. Dark are the clouds of the iky. But thou art like snow on. the heath. Thy hair like a thin cloud of gold on the top of Cromleach. Thy

* The signification of the names in this fragment are; Dubhchomar, a black well-shaped man. Muirne or Morna, a woman beloved by all. Cormac-cairbre, an unequalled and rough warriour. Cromleach, a crooked hill. Mugruch, a surly gloomy man. Tarman, thunder. Moinie, soft in temper and person.

breasts breasts like two smooth rocks on the hill which is seen from the stream of Brannuin. Thy arms, as two white pillars in the hall of Fingal.

Morn A.

Whence the son of Mugruch, Duchommar the most gloomy of men? Dark are thy brows of terror. Red thy rolling eyes. Does Garve appear on the sea? What of the foe, Duchommar?

Do CHOMMAR.

From the hill I return, O Morna, from the hill of the flying deer. Three have I stain with my bow; three with my panting dogs. Daughter of Cormac-Carbre, I love thee as my foul. I have stain a deer for thee. High was his branchy head; and fleet his feet of wind.

Morn A.

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