The Death of Calmar and Orla. an Imitation of MacPherson's "Ossian"

Dear are the days of youth! Age dwells on their remembrance through the

mist of time. In the twilight he recalls the sunny hours of morn. He

lifts his spear with trembling hand. "Not thus feebly did I raise the

steel before my fathers!" Past is the race of heroes! But their fame