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Whom time and honest scars another made;-
So all the chiefs the royal youth embrace ;;
While thus the king, and noble chiefs rejoice, Harmonious bards exalt: the tuneful voice: A select band by INDULPH's bounty fed, To keep in song the mem'ry of the dead ! They handed down the ancient rounds of time, In oral story and recorded rhyme.
The vocal quire in tuneful concert sings Exploits of heroes, and of antient kings:How first in FERGUS CALEDONIA rose; What hosts the conquer'd, and repell?d what foes. Thro' time in reg'lar series they decline, And touch cach name of the FERGUSIAN line; Great CARACTACUS, FERGUS' awful sword; That bravely lost his country, this restor'd: HIBERNIA's fpoils, GREGORIUS' martial fire; The stern avenger of his murder'd fire: Beneath his sword, as yet, whole armies groan, And a whole nation paid the blood of One.
At length defcend the rough impetuous strains: To valiant DuffUs, and the Naughter'd. DANES:: The battle lives in verse ; in song they wound ;: And falling squadrons thunder on the ground:
Thus, in the strain, the bards impetuous roll, And quaff the gen'rous fpirit of the bowl; At length from the elab’rate song respire ; The chiefs remove, and all to reft retiré..
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Ow, in the blushing cast, the morn arose';
Its lofty head, in grey, the palace shows.
For the feet chace the fair CULENA arms,
Thus, on expanded plains of heavenly blue,
And as they croud behind their sable lines,
The maid her glowing charms thus onward bears,
The HUNTERS to the lofty, mountains came: Their eager breasts anticipate the game : The forest they divide, and found the horn; The gen'rous hounds within their bondage burn : Struggle for freedom, long to ftretch away, And in the wind already scent the prey.
At the approaching noife the starting deer Croud on the heath, and stretch away in fear; Wave, as they spring, their branchy heads on high, Skim o'er the wild, and leave the aching eye.. The eager hounds, unchain'd, devour the heath; They shoot along, and pant a living death: Gaining upon their journey, as they dart, Each from the herd selects a flying hart. Some 'urg'd the bounding stag a different way, And hung with open
prey : Now they traverse the heath, and now affaile rising hill, now skim along the vale :
Now they appear, now leave the aching eyes,
On the blue heav'ns arose a night of clouds;
Roars thro' the hill, and fcours along the heath: ( Deep rolling thunder, rumbling from afar,
Proclaims with murm'ring voice th' aerial war :