James Macpherson

SHILRIC, VINVELA. VINVELA My love is a son of the hill.

I sit by the mossy fountain; on the top of the hill of winds. One tree is rustling above me. Dark waves roll

Evening is grey on the hills. The north wind resounds through the woods. White clouds rise on the sky: the

CONNAL,    CRIMORA, CRIMORA. Who cometh from the hill, like

Thou askest, fair daughter of the isles! whose memory is preserved in these tombs? The memory of Ronnan

Autumn is dark on the mountains; grey mist rests on the hills. The whirlwind is heard on the heath. Dark

Son of the noble Fingal, Oscian, Prince of men! what tears run down the cheeks of age? what shades thy

Why openest thou afresh the spring of my grief, O son of Alpin, inquiring how Oscur fell? My eyes are blind with

By the side of a rock on the hill, beneath the aged trees, old Oscian sat on the moss; the last of the race of

It is night; and I am alone, forlorn on the hill of storms. The wind is heard in the mountain. The torrent

Sad! I am sad indeed: nor small my cause of woe!--Kirmor, thou hast lost no son; thou hast lost no daughter

RYNO, ALPIN. RYNO The wind and the rain are over:

[Footnote: This is the opening of the epic poem mentioned in the preface. The two following fragments are parts of some episodes of the same work.] Cuchlaid sat by the wall; by the tree of the rustling leaf.

DUCHOMMAR, MORNA. DUCHOMMAR. [Footnote: 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.]

[1]Where is Gealchossa my love, the daughter of Tuathal-Teachvar? I left her in the hall of the plain, when I