Ui 



To Erin's far fanAl chi^f ; fpv aid I fly, 



And on that aid ray treoftl^liDg l(opes rely. Moira-bore. 



■li) ii:.-i7> uriij 'I) jliji jilfxiil'iil 



But 1 shall not multiply qMOtations. Unwilling to tres- 

 pass too long on the pdtience of the Academy, I shall 

 adduce but a single iris'tariq^ni6re,"'iri" support of my po- 

 sition. The story of J(;he/^i'ng,'^s rel^teti by Trissino, in 

 the Italia Liberata,* and by the author of the Irish poem 

 of the Chase, seem to bear so close an affinity to each 

 other, that, it may be presumed, they were raised upon 

 the same foundation. But that foundation lies, and will, 

 probably, ever lie, ".hid ijx night" In botli tal^s, we may 

 discover the colouring of magic, with which the Saracens 

 of the middle ages, then adepts in chemistry, tinctured 

 all the fables, which sprung from, their bfilliaiit and cre- 

 ative imaginations. 



Belisarius, having ordered omt a detaichment of his army, 

 to watch the motions of the enertiy, the warriors are met, 

 at the entrance of the camp, by 



Una donzella 

 Tanto leggiadra, e graziosa in vista, 

 Ch' arebbe accesa ogni gel'jta mente; 

 Ben' era piena di fallaci inganni. 



This damsel, who appears " sconcolata- e mesta," says, 

 sighing, to the admiring chiefs, 



Voi mi parete Cavalieri eccelsi, 



Di gran valore, e di pietade adorni; 



Peie 

 * Lib. IV. 



