Cathloda - Duan Ii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: A B C D E F G H I J K L M M M M M M| Fingal returning with day devolves the command on Duth maruno who engages the enemy and drives them over the stream of Turthor Having recalled his people he congratulates Duth maruno on his success but discovers that that hero had been mortally wounded in the action Duth maruno dies Ullin the bard in honor of the dead introduces the episode of Colgorm and Strina dona which concludes this duan | A |
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| WHERE art thou son of the king said darkhaired Duth maruno Where hast thou failed young beam of Selma He returns not from the bosom of night Morning is spread on U thorno In his mist is the sun on his hill Warriors lift the shields in my presence He must not fall like a fire from heaven whose place is not marked on the ground He comes like an eagle from the skirt of his squally wind in his hand are the spoil of foes King of Selma our souls were sad | B |
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| Near us are the foes Duth maruno They come forward like waves in mist when their foamy tops are seen at times above the low sailing vapor The traveller shrinks on his journey he knows not whither to fly No trembling travellers are we Sons of heroes call forth the steel Shall the sword of Fingal arise or shall a warrior lead | C |
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| The deeds of old said Duth maruno are like paths to our eyes O Fingal Broad shielded Trenmor is still seen amidst his own dim years Nor feeble was the soul of the king There no dark deed wandered in secret From their hundred streams came the tribes to glassy Colglan crona Their chiefs were before them Each strove to lead the war Their swords were often half unsheathed Red rolled their eyes of rage Separate they stood and hummed their surly songs Why should they yield to each other their fathers were equal in war Trenmor was there with his people stately in youthful locks He saw the advancing foe The grief of his soul arose He bade the chiefs to lead by turns they led but they were rolled away From his own mossy hill blue shielded Trenmor came down He led wide skirted battle and the strangers failed Around him the dark browed warriors came they struck the shield of joy Like a pleasant gale the words of power rushed forth from Selma of kings But the chiefs led by turns in war till mighty danger rose then was the hour of the king to conquer in the field | D |
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| Not unknown said Cromma glas of shields are the deeds of our fathers But who shall now lead the war before the race of kings Mist settles on these four dark hills within it let each warrior strike his shield Spirits may descend in darkness and mark us for the war They went each to his hill of mist Bards marked the sounds of the shields Loudest rung thy boss Duth maruno Thou must lead in war | E |
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| Like the murmurs of waters the race of U thorno came down Starno led the battle and Swaran of stormy isles They looked forward from iron shields like Cruth loda fiery eyed when he looks from behind the darkened moon and strews his signs on night The foes met by Turthor's stream They heaved like ridgy waves Their echoing strokes are mixed Shadowy death flies over the hosts They were clouds of hail with squally winds in their skirts Their showers are roaring together Below them swells the dark rolling deep | F |
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| Strife of gloomy U thorno why should I mark thy wounds Thou art with the years that are gone thou fadest on my soul | G |
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| Starno brought forward his skirt of war and Swaran his own dark wing Nor a harmless fire is Duthmaruno's sword Lochlin is rolled over her streams The wrathful kings are lost in thought They roll their silent eyes over the flight of their land The horn of Fingal was heard the sons of woody Albion returned But many lay by Turthor's stream silent in their blood | H |
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| Chief of Crathmo said the king Duth maruno hunter of boars not harmless returns my eagle from the field of foes For this white bosomed Lanul shall brighten at her streams Candona shall rejoice as he wanders in Crathmo's fields | I |
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| Colgorm replied the chief was the first of my race in Albion Colgorm the rider of ocean through Its watery vales He slew his brother in I thorno he left the land of his fathers He chose his place in silence by rocky Crathmo craulo His race came forth in their years they came forth to war but they always fell The wound of my fathers is mine king of echoing isles | J |
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| He drew an arrow from his side He fell pale in a land unknown His soul came forth to his fathers to their stormy isle There they pursued boars of mist along the skirts of winds The chiefs stood silent around as the stones of Loda on their hill The traveller sees them through the twilight from his lonely path He thinks them the ghosts of the aged forming future wars | K |
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| Night came down on U thorno Still stood the chiefs in their grief The blast whistled by turns through every warrior's hair Fingal at length broke forth from the thoughts of his soul He called Ullin of harps and bade the song to rise No falling fire that is only seen and then retires in night no departing meteor was he that is laid so low He was like the strong beaming sun long rejoicing on his hill Call the names of his fathers from their dwellings old ' | - |
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| I thorno said the bard that risest midst ridgy seas Why is thy head so gloomy in the ocean's mist From thy vales came forth a race fearless as thy strong winged eagles the race of Colgorm of iron shields dwellers of Loda's hall | L |
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| In Tormoth's resounding isle arose Lurthan streamy hill It bent its woody head over a silent vale There at foamy Cruruth's source dwelt Rurmar hunter of boars His daughter was fair as a sunbeam white bosomed Strina dona | M |
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| Many a king of heroes and hero of iron shields many a youth of heavy locks came to Rurmar's echoing hall They came to woo the maid the stately huntress of Tormoth wild But thou lookest careless from thy steps high bosomed Strina dona | M |
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| If on the heath she moved her breast was whiter than the down of cana If on the sea beat shore than the foam of the rolling ocean Her eyes were two stars of light Her face was heaven's bow in showers Her dark hair flowed round it like the streaming clouds Thou wert the dweller of souls white handed Strina dona | M |
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| Colgorm came in his ship and Corcul suran king of shells The brothers came from I thorno to woo the sunbeam of Tormoth wild She saw them in their echoing steel Her soul was fixed on blue eyed Colgorm Ul lochlin's nightly eye looked in and saw the tossing arms of Strina dona | M |
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| Wrathful the brothers frowned Their flaming eyes in silence met They turned away They struck their shields Their hands were trembling on their swords They rushed into the strife of heroes for long haired Strina dona | M |
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| Corcul suran fell in blood On his isle raged the strength of his father He turned Colgorm from I thorno to wander on all the winds In Crathmocraulo's rocky field he dwelt by a foreign stream Nor darkened the king alone that beam of light was near the daughter of echoing Tormoth white armed Strina dona | M |
James Macpherson
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