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feeling, as handed down to us, gives us the impression that it 

 is really what it professes to be, namely, an effusion absolutely 

 synchronic with the event, of which it preserves the remem- 

 brance. As we can obtain no more succinct account of the 

 poem and its subject, than that published by the Vicomte de 

 LA. ViLLEMAKUQ^, in the book before referred to, a translation 

 of his summary is here given. 



In the first place, the bard extols the virtues of Kendelann ; 

 his generosity, his determination, his finesse, his warlike ardour, 

 equal to that of the Bloodhound, of the Falcon, of the Wild- 

 Boar, of the Lion, — an ardour which inflames hearts, and attracts 

 them to itself, alike for a festival, or for an assault. Happy the 

 people who have for chief such a defender, when they hear the 

 low sounds of the advancing enemy. They must close in 

 phalanx, and fortify themselves in the high places. 



Vain efforts ! The foreign army composed of Anglo-Saxons, 

 (whom the bard calls Franks,) and of Logriens, (a people of 

 the then constituted England,) has triumphed over the resistance 

 of the natives ; and after having destroyed and pillaged all, 

 departs to carry elsewhere, desolation and death. 



The enemy gone, the night come, there is seen amongst the 

 ruins made, a cofSn, in a large empty hall, sombre, silent, fireless, 

 and roofless, open to all the winds of heaven, and near the 

 coffin, the bard, watching and weeping. Whilst he thus watches, 

 piercing cries reach his ear in the silence of the night. It is 

 the voice of an eagle of the mountain, red with the blood of 

 Kendelann, in which it has quenched its thirst, and with the 

 blood of other slaughtered warriors, into which it plunges 

 voluptuously ; then there is the voice of a second eagle, perched 

 on the top of the palace of the British chief, which asks for 

 his flesh to devour. 



From the funereal hall, the bard accompanies the body of 

 Kendelann, to the church where the prince has to be interred, 

 and where have been deposited, the remains of his companions 

 in arms. Amongst these, are found several of the inhabitants 

 of a town in course of erection, (en construction,) called the 

 White City (la Ville Blanche), of which the walls, incessantly 



