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Fin. " Oh ! my fon, you were in greater danger on the day 

 " of the battle of Benedin" ; when tlie healing herb was applied 

 " as the falve to your wounds, it was my hand that efieded 

 " your cure." 



Oscar. " My cure is now part your ll^ill, nor will it ever he 

 " accomplifhed ; I am wounded in mv right fide, and my wound 

 " is incurable by the phyfician." 



We lifted the noble Ofcar high upon our fliields, and carried 

 him away with care, until we came to the houfe " of Fin. The 

 howling of the dogs by our fide, the groans of the aged chiefs, the 

 lamentation of all the Fians. It was this that afflided my 

 heart. No mother lamented her fon, nor one brother for another, 

 but each of us that was prefent wept for Ofcar". 



" Now Howth. 



" Almhuin, the palace of Fin, is not many miles diftance from Gabhra. 



° The fubfequent ftanza follows here in the edition of Perth, page 321, which I 



infert, as it adds one more to the many arguments already adduced from poems dill 



current in the Highlands, that Ireland was tlie country of Ofcar : 



Bas Ofcair a chradh mo chridh ! 



Triath fear Eiritm V inor d' ar di ; 



Cait amfacas rinmh, re d' linn, 



Fear co cruaidb ruit air chul lainn ? 



That is, " The death of Ofcar grieved my heart ; our lofs is great in the prince of 



" the chiefs of Ireland. When in my time have I ever feen a man fo valiant as 



*' you behind a fword :" 



And in another very beautiful and pathetic, but mutilated, poem on this fubject, 



publifhed as a fpecimen by JNIr. Gillies of Perth, he is alfo called " the prince of 



" Ireland :" 



B,ts 



