ftrike the Shield of Caithbait which hangs before the Gate. It never rings in Peace. My Heroes fhall hear on the Hill..

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FRAGMENT XV:

DUCHOM MAR, MORNA.

DUCHOM MAR.

ORNA, thou fairest of Women, Daughter of Cormac-Carbre? why in the Circle of Stones, in the Cave of the Rock, alone? The Stream murmureth hoarfely. The Blaft groaneth in the aged Tree. The Lake is troubled before thee. Dark are the Clouds of the Sky. But thou art like Snow on the Heath. Thy Hair like a thin Cloud of Gold on the Top of Cromleach. Thy Breafts like two fmooth Rocks on the Hill which is feen from the Stream of Brannuin. Thy Arms, as two white Pillars in the Hall of Fingal.

MORNA.

Whence the Son of Mugruch, Duchommar the moft gloomy of Men? Dark are thy Brows of Ter

[] The Signification of the Names in this Fragment are Dubcho mar, a black well fhaped Man; Murine or Morna, a Woman beloved by all. Cormac-Cairbre, an unequalled and rough Warrior. Cromleah, a crooked Hill. Mugruch, a furly gloomy Man. Tarman, Thunder. Moinie, loft in Temper and Perfon.

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Red thy rolling Eyes. Does Garve appear on the Sea? What of the Foe, Duchommar?

DUCHOM MAR.

From the Hill I return, O Morna, from the Hill of the flying Deer. Three have I flain with my Bow; three with my panting Dogs. Daughter of Cormac Carbre, I love thee as my Soul. I have flain a Deer for thee. High was his branchy Head; and fleet his Feet of Wind.

MORNA.

Gloomy Son of Mugruch, Duchommar! I love thee not Hard is thy Heart of Rock; Dark thy terrible Brow. But Cadmor the Son of Tarman, thou art the Love of Morna! thou art like a Sun-beam on the Hill, in the Day of the gloomy Storm. Saweft thou the Son of Tarman, lovely on the Hill of the Chace? Here the Daughter of Cormac-Carbre waiteth the coming of Cadmor.

DUCHOM MAR.

And long fhall Morna wait. His Blood is on my Sword. I met him by the moffy Stone, by the Oak of the noify Stream. He fought; but I flew him; his Blood is on my Sword. High on the Hill I will raife his Tomb, Daughter of Cormac-Carbre. But love thou the Son of Mugruch; his Arm is ftrong as a Storm.

MORNA.

MORNA.

And is the Son of Tarman fallen; the Youth with the Breast of Snow! the firft in the Chace of the Hill; the Foe of the Sons of the Ocean!-Duchommar, thou art gloomy indeed; cruel is thy Arm to me. But give me that Sword, Son of Mugruch; I love the Blood of Cadmor!

[He gives her the Sword, with which the inftantly ftabs him.]

DUCHOM MAR.

Daughter of Cormac Carbre, thou haft pierced Duchommar! the Sword is cold in my Breaft; thou haft killed the Son of Mugruch. Give me to Moinie the Maid; for much he loved Duchommar. My Tomb fhe will raife on the Hill; the Hunter fhall fee it, and praise me.--But draw the Sword from my Side, Morna; I feel it cold.

[Upon her coming near him, he ftabs her. As the fell, the plucked a Stone from the Side of the Cave, and placed it betwixt them, that his Blood might not be mingled with hers.]

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FRAGMENT XVI.

HERE is Gealchoffa my Love, the

[*] W Daughter of Tuathal-Teachbar! I left

her in the Hall of the Plain, when I fought with the hairy Ulfadha. Return foon, fhe faid, O Lamderg! for here I wait in Sorrow. Her white Breaft refe with Sighs; her Cheek was wet with Tears. But The cometh not to meet Lamderg; or footh his Soul after Battle. Silent is the Hall of Joy; I hear not the Voice of the Singer. Brann does not shake his Chains at the Gate, glad at the coming of his Mafter. Where is Gealchoffa my Love, the Daughter of Tuathal-Teachvar?

Lamderg! fays Firchios Son of Aydon, Gealchossa may be on the Hill; fhe and her chofen Maids purfuing the flying Deer.

Firchoife! no Noife I hear. No Sound in the Wood of the Hill. No Deer fly in my Sight; no panting Dog purfueth. I fee not Gealchoffa my Love; fair as the full Moon fetting on the Hills of

[x] The Signification of the Names in this Fragment are; Gealsboffack, white-legged. Tuathal-Teachtmbar, the furly, but fortunate Man. Lambhdearg, Bloody-hand. Ulfadha, Long-beard. Firchies, the Conqueror of Men.

Cromleach

Cromleach. Go, Firchios! go to Allad [y], the Grey-haired Son of the Rock. He liveth in the Circle of Stones; he may tell of Gealchoffa.

Allad! faith Firchios, thou who dwelleft in the Rock; thou who trembleft alone; what faw thine Eyes of Age?

I saw, answered Allad the Old, Ullin the Son of Carbre: He came like a Cloud from the Hill; he hummed a furly Song as he came, like a Storm in leaflefs Wood. He entered the Hall of the Plain. Lamderg, he cried, moft dreadful of Men! Fight, or yield to Ullin, Lamderg, replied Gealchoffa, Lamderg is not here; he fights the Hairy Ulfadha ; mighty Man, he is not here. But Lamderg never yields; he will fight the Son of Carbre. Lovely art thou, O Daughter of Tuathal Teachvar! faid Ullin. I carry thee to the House of Carbre; the Valiant fhall have Gealchoffa. Three Days from the Top of Cromleach will I call Lamderg to fight. The fourth, you belong to Ullin, if Lamderg die, or fly my Sword.

Allad! Peace to thy Dreams!-found the Horn, Firchios!-Ullin may hear, and meet me on the Top of Cromleach.

Lamderg rushed on like a Storm. On his Spear he leaped over Rivers. Few were his Strides up the

[y] Allad is plainly a Druid confulted on this Occafion.