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This historic book may have numerous typos and missing text. Purchasers can download a free scanned copy of the original book (without typos) from the publisher. Not indexed. Not illustrated. 1773 Excerpt: ...forth. Fallen is the daughter of Morgan. Who on his staff is this?-vho h this whdse head is white with age? whose eyes are red with tears? who quakes at every step? It is thy father, O Morar! the father of no son but thee. He heard of thy fame in war; he heard of foes dispersed. He heard of Morar's renown; why did he not hear of his wound?' Weep, thou father of Morar! weep; but thy son heareth thee not. Deep is the sleep of the dead j low their pillow of dust. No more shall he hear thy voice; no more awake at thy call. When shall it be morn in the grave, to bid the flumberer awake? Farewel, thou bravest of men! thou conqueror in the field! but the field shall see thee no more; nor the dark wood be lightened with the splendor of thy steel. Thou hast left no son. The song shall preserve thy name. Future times shall hear of thcej they shall hear of the fallen Morar! Torman, the son of Carthul, lord of I-mora, one of the western isles. $» 2 Of The grief of all arose, but most the bursting sigh of Armin. He remembers the death of his son, who fell in the days of his youth. Carmor was near the hero, the chief of the ccchoing Galmal. Why bursts the sigh of Armin, he said? Is there a cause to mourn? The song comes, with its music, to melt and please the soul. It is like soft mist, that, rising from a lake, pours on the silent vale; the green flowers are filled with dew, but the fun returns in his strength, and the mist is gone. Why Armin, a hero. He was chief or petty king of Gorraa, i. e. the blue island, supposed to be one of the Hebrides. f Cear-mdr, a tall dark-complexioned man. art art thou sad, O Armin, chief of sea-surrounded Gorma? " Sad I I am! nor small k my cause of woe! Carmor, thou hast lost no son; thou hast lost no daughter of beauty. Colga...