Roll, streamy Carun
Language: English 
Available translation(s): CAT
Roll, streamy Carun, 
roll in joy,
the sons of battle fled!
The steed is not seen on our fields;
the wings of their pride
spread in other lands.
The sun will now rise in peace,
and the shadows descend in joy.
The voice of the chace will be heard;
the shields hang in the hall.
Our delight will be in the war of the ocean,
our hands shall grow red in the blood of Lochlin.
Roll, streamy Carun, 
roll in joy,
the sons of battle fled!

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Confirmed with The Poems of Ossian. Translated by James Macpherson, Esq; Vol.I. A new edition, carefully corrected, and greatly improved. London, MDCCLXXIII, pages 46-47.


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  • CAT Catalan (Català) (Salvador Pila) , subtitle: "Cançó del bard", copyright © 2019, (re)printed on this website with kind permission


Research team for this text: Malcolm Wren [Guest Editor] , Peter Rastl [Guest Editor]

This text was added to the website: 2016-09-11
Line count: 15
Word count: 86