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Fin. " Oh ! fair damfel, we will not let him carry you away ; 

 " fit down, and be of good courage, though your words are 

 " terrible. This great man fliall not carry you away, high as 

 " your opinion is of his valour." 



We faw the hero entering the harbour, and drawing his veffel 

 to the fhore. He approached us with fury ; he approached us 

 with rage, like a fheet of unufual fparkling fire. He had on his 

 well-made coat of mail ; his helmet was ftrong and variegated. His 

 vizor, policed and fet with precious ftones, covered his fair 

 countenance. His garments were of rich fattin, tied with 

 filken firings. Two fharp-headed fpears with barbs appeared 

 over his flioulder. His poli/hed and impenetrable fhield was in 

 his left hand. He ruflied on with fury, and fainted not Fin 

 or the Fians. He flew an hundred of the heroes of Fin, and 

 flew the damfel. He bound Fellan, the fon of Fin, and thrice 

 nine of his valiant train. Ulan was light and adive, though 

 covered over with heavy armour. Ofgar turned toward him on 

 the plain ; my fon fvvclled with heavy wrath, and demanded 

 the combat of this refiftlefs and beautiful champion. Ulan 

 turned toward my fon, and fierce and furious was their encounter. 



