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Why does the tear of woe trickle down the wrinkled cheek of Chrimor?-Often has the stranger feafted in his hall; when the fhell of mirth went round, and bards fung the warriors of other days. His friends are many in other lands, but mournful is the chief. His mighty fon fleeps among the waves, and the foul of the aged is fad.

Colmala and Orwi, the maids of the hill of hinds, were clothed with loveliness: the locks of their beauty flew on the wings of the wind. White was the heaving of two fair bofoms behind their polished bows. Often had they led their father's hounds to the chace; for the old hero fat lonely in his hall, and mourned the fall of all his fons.

Many warriors followed the daughters of beauty to the chace, and poured forth their fighs in fecret. But warriors fighed in vain; for one was their love, and ftately was he! the mighty fon of Chrimor. The friendly beams of both their foft eyes were towards the hunter; but fixed was his love on Colmala, the maid of the raven locks.

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Daughter of my father, faid Orwi, thou love of Fergus! death is at my heart. I feel it there, my friend.-Wilt thou raise a tomb o'er the unhappy? My father is old, and thou art the choice of my hunter. He will, perhaps, aid thee, and give a ftone. So fhall Orwi fleep in peace; nor shall her pale ghoft wander among the clouds of ftormy night, when the north pours its frozen venom on the lifelefs plains.

Alas! Orwi, thou fifter of my love, why fo pale ?-What fhall Colmala do, to draw death from thy bosom ?—Thou must not fall in the ftrength of thy beauty, thou graceful bearer of the bow!

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• But foon fhall I cease to bear the bow.-My life is in the mountain-afh, that rears its lofty head on fea-furrounded Tonmore *. The crimfon fruit of the red-haired tree is in bloom. One branch would fave the life of Orwi :--but no hunter is her's, and the fons of little men fhun the ifle of death with horror :no brother of love to raise his white fails, and bring life to Orwi over the waves.-I fall unheeded on the plain: raise the tomb of the unhappy, thou fifter of Orwi!

Tonn-inor, the ifle of great waves, is faid to have been one of the Orcades, then in the poffeffion of the Norwegians. The inhabitants had been told by their bards, that, if strangers faw the beautiful berries of their mountain-ash, they would thereby be tempted to invade their country; and, with a pretenfion to foreknowledge peculiar to the times, affured them, that, if a branch of it was carried from their ifland, they fhould be no longer a peòple. The populace, always liable to be deceived, and ever ready to enlift under the banner of superstition, saw clearly the propriety of this prediction; and, in the heat of enthufiaftical zeal, took precautions against it in a more auftere manner, than perhaps the bards at firft intended, by killing every stranger who came to the illand,'

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Yes, Orwi! thy tomb fhall rife:-but the son of thy fon fhall raife it. A red haired branch of the mountain-afh fhall travel over many feas to the maid of the yellow locks. Fergus lifts the fpear of the mighty; and he will bring it from the inle of death.

Colmala bore the groans of Orwi to the youth of her love, He fighed for the fickly maid :-he called his warriors from his hundred glens. The fons of battle grafped their maffy fwords. He rushed in the ftrength of his dark fhips into the blue plains of ocean; and raised the spreading wings of his fpeed before the wind. Many feas he paffed; and the joy of his foul was great when the ifle of Tonmore rofe on the top of the waves.

• Whence is the speed of the ftrangers, faid Anver, the gloomy

chief of Tonmore?

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From Innif-gaul*, the land of many ifles, we come.-A mountain-afh bends over thy rocks: the fame of the red haired

plant has travelled over many feas. The life of a virgin is in

the tafle of the crimfon fruit. Yield a branch to the maid of woe, thou chief of Tonmore; and the mighty fhall be thy friends in the woody ftraths of Albin,

In vain have ye paffed o'er many feas, the fons of Innif gaul! Did the ftrength of all your land appear, the ftrength of all your land were in vain. No branch of the facred tree fhall ever travel to the land of ftrangers. Unhappy are they who afk it :-never more fhall they return to the hall of their fathers, Unhappy are ye, fons of the fea; for never more shall ye raise your white wings of fpeed.-Bring my fword of the heavy wounds. -Gather my warriors with their fpears of ftrength.-Raife the fign of death on Luman. Let the fons of the ftrangers fall in their blood.

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Fergus raised his terrible voice; nor filent flood the rocks of Tonmore. They forefaw the death of their people, and the figh of woe iffued from the hardest flint.-But pleasant are the words of the chief to the rifing wrath of his faithful warriors.

• Ye have heard the words of the furly. My friends! we are in the land of death. Shall we fink like the harmless roe before the fpear of the hunter? Shall we fall like the tender lily of the vale before the blast of the north ?—Yes, my friends, we may fall but the aged chief of Strathmore shall not blush for his people.

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Then Fergus raised his boffy fhield, and fhook his fpear of death His warriors gathered around, like a rock that ga thers ftrength to meet the form. The fons of Tonmore fell in blood. The fpear of Fergus was a meteor of death. The furly

Innis ghaull, the islands of ftrangers. The western ifles are, at this day, known by that name in the Galic. The ftrangers here alluded to, are the Danes, who appear to have been in poffeffion of thefe ifles for fome centuries."

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king fhrunk from its wrath.-Fly to thy gloomy hall, thou leader of the feeble! Fergus fcorns thy death ;-it would darken his battles.

• The chief of Tonmore is overcome, and bound: his people are difperfed. The mountain-afh falls on the plains of death. Ten warriors bear it to the dark fhips of Fergus.-He raised his wings of fpeed. The wind came from the north but it came in wrath, and aroused the fable furges from their fullen Lleep.

The tear of the cloud flies on the blast: waves rear their green heads to meet it. The fire of heaven darts over the waves. The battle of ghofts are in the fky. Liquid mountains raise their white locks before the wrath of the ftorm: brown rocks gather strength to meet them. Proud billows spend their rage on the cliffy fhore: their retiring groans are terrible. The peafant hears it, and rejoices in his fafety. The ftag farts by times from his heathy couch. The eagle dreams of his fluttering prey. The cropers of the flowery field are half awake. The droufy eye lids of the feathered flock are open. Half-extended, wings lean on the wind:-The dread of furrounding gloom prevents their flight.

The wearied ftorm now makes a paufe.- Clouds lean their empty breafts on the mountains. Winds ceafe to roar, and trees to bend beneath their fury. The breath of night is filent. The waving heath now fleeps in peace, or trembles before the intermitting breeze.

The moon looks forth from the fkirts of a dark cloud: the tear of the lovely glitters in the beam. Colmala mourns on the fhore of the isle of oaks. Her long fhadow wanders from rock to rock. Her raven-hair fighs in the gale: her variegated garment flutters in the wind.-Two black eyes roll in forrow o'er the foaming deep; but the floating oak of her lover mounts not the rifing billows.

Blaft followed blast. Cloud rolled on cloud. Star after ftar went to reft in the west. But no bold prow came cleaving the face of the deep.-A hundred times fancy faw the bark: a hundred times it proved a furge of ocean.

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A fail at last reared its nodding head before the moon. fhadow rolls from wave to wave. Stars are hid behind its folds. A freshning gale fwelled the fail, and added to its fpeed.-The tear of the virgin ceased. A beam of joy rushed on her foul.She bleffed the ftrength of the oak.

A threatening rock raised its dark heau: the furious waves are repelled. The wind is behind the bark: the rock meets it in wrath,—The fails nods no more.-A hundred screams are heard.-Colmala re-echoed the found. Her piercing cries rend the air her white bofom meets the flood. The lover can receive no aid; nor will the maid furvive him: Sea-wolves tear her beauteous limbs :- - her ghoft rushed through the flood. Two dim forms rofe from a wave; they mount a misty cloud.

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Often they return from their dwelling in the fky.-The ma riner huns with horror the rock of death, near the verge of ocean's wing +'

The tranflator informs us, that he has paffed over compofitions of greater merit than those inserted in this volume, that he might know the fentiments of the public refpecting his own capacity, before he fhould attempt the more arduous part of his defign. It is but juftice to acknowledge, that we confider the prefent fpecimen as fufficient evidence of his abilities and we fhould be glad that fuch compofitions were refcued from the local obfcurity in which they have lain fo long a time; especially as their ftrong refemblance to the poems of Offian would afford additional proof to fuch as entertain any doubt of the authenticity of those productions.

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'HE author of these Stri&tures fets out with fome remarks, fo much to the advantage of certain popular noftrums, and to the prejudice of the regular practice of phyfic, that a fufpicion might arife of his having enlifted on the fide of empiricifm; but upon farther, acquaintance with his doctrines, we muft entirely acquit him of this charge. A great part of this little treatife is employed on the nature of the out, concerning which the author produces feveral arguments to refute the opinion of its being a hereditary disease. In his obfervations on this fubject, he thus proceeds:

I will not afk whether, if the gout be hereditary, it defcended to us from our first parents? If not, when, where, and how it firft began? Because thefe queftions might as properly be afked in refpect to other diftempers that are undoubtedly in fome measure hereditary: but if the gout be, like thofe other diftem

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+ It was observed, in honour to the Caledonians, by a gentleman well acquainted with their ancient poetry, that no private difcord ever fubfifted among the offspring of the fame family. The prefent poem furnishes an inftance to the contrary; as the deftruction of Fergus, and difappointment of her fifter, was the defign of Orwi, whofe fubfequent hiftory the bard paffes over with that contemptuous neglect which her character deferves. In alleviation of this lady's crime, however, let it be remembered, that the is entitled to make the fame defence fo often made for others in her fituation; the was in love, and disappointed. Although this apology cannot take off the odium with which her character is clogged, it places it in a more favourable light, than if the had been actuated by mercenary views.'

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pers, congenial with our nature, if it be of feminal growth, why is it not common (like other diforders not merely the effect of habit) to every clafs in every part of the globe? Why are whole nations abfolute ftrangers to it? Why among the English, the moft gouty of all people, is nearly one-third of the gentry, who live to forty or fifty, afflicted with this complaint, while not one in ten thousand of the labouring poor ever experience it? In this land of trade, liberty and luxury, where property is fo fluctuating, and families fo fuddenly raised and funk; where the blood of the patrician and plebeian is fo intimately mixed and incorporated, why are not our hofpitals and alms-houfes filled by this diforder? Why have many thoufand children of the moft gouty parents lived to a very advanced age, and died without ever feeling the leaft fymptoms of it? Why, on the contrary, do we daily fee fome grievously afflicted with it early in life, whofe parents, ftill living, have never had it at all? But, as each parent taken fingly is but of the balf blood with the children, to fet the cafe in a ftronger light, I would ask, why it frequently happens, even among thofe of the whole blood, that one fon has the gout to a violent degree, while another (perhaps older by many years) is entirely free? and why, fo often, have all the fons the gout, while all the daughters efcape? The answer to fuch questions (when any anfwer is attempted) ufually is, the difference in conftitution, in diet and exercise, makes every other difference. Is not this giving up the conteft? Is it not granting all that is afked? Is it not deferting to the enemy, and calling upon intemperance to father this bantling of fpurious and obfcure generation? On the other hand, although every individual in a family, for ten fucceffions together, has died a martyr to the gout, this is no conclufive proof that it is hereditary, while the fame means by which the first generation procured it have laid open to all the fucceeding ones; nor does it afford even a reasonable or prefumptive proof, while there is fuch an over-balance of evidence and argument on the other fide.

But the advocates for hereditary gouts produce an instance, a fingular and wonderful one, of a child actually born with chalk ftones, and every other fymptom of an inveterate gout. Admitting the fact, what does it prove? We are investigating the courfe of nature, and our arguments are to be drawn from monsters! Inftead of one example, there are hundreds where children have been born perfectly rotten with the venereal difeafe; is this diftemper, therefore, to be claffed among the hereditary? and are the fins of the father to be visited on the children to the hundredth generation?

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Nothing is more common, nothing more dangerous to the cause of truth, than thus drawing general rules from particular examples. I have heard two or three inftances where the fmall-pox has been twice experienced by the fame perfon, or thought to be fo, and that in the natural way; furely

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