The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed dissertations on the æra and poems of Ossian, Volume 21807 |
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... friendship in secret ; the lightning of our swords poured together ; for we drew them behind the wood , and tried the strength of our arms on the empty air . Night came down on Morven . Fingal sat at the beam of the oak . Morni sat by ...
... friendship in secret ; the lightning of our swords poured together ; for we drew them behind the wood , and tried the strength of our arms on the empty air . Night came down on Morven . Fingal sat at the beam of the oak . Morni sat by ...
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... friends of Fingal rest ; for the night is around ; that they may rise with strength to battle against car - borne Lathmon . I hear the sound of his host , like thunder moving on the hills . Ossian ! and fair - haired Gaul ! ye are young ...
... friends of Fingal rest ; for the night is around ; that they may rise with strength to battle against car - borne Lathmon . I hear the sound of his host , like thunder moving on the hills . Ossian ! and fair - haired Gaul ! ye are young ...
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... friend in his blood ! " Ye shall not behold me , ye feeble , but in the midst of my renown ! Ossian ! I have heard from my father the mighty deeds of heroes ; their mighty deeds when alone ! for the soul increases in danger . " " Son of ...
... friend in his blood ! " Ye shall not behold me , ye feeble , but in the midst of my renown ! Ossian ! I have heard from my father the mighty deeds of heroes ; their mighty deeds when alone ! for the soul increases in danger . " " Son of ...
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... friend of the fallen Cormac ! Why dost thou rush on in thy valour , youth of the ruddy lock ? Few are thy hands in fight , against the dark - brown Cairbar ! O that I might be freed from his love ! that I might rejoice in the presence ...
... friend of the fallen Cormac ! Why dost thou rush on in thy valour , youth of the ruddy lock ? Few are thy hands in fight , against the dark - brown Cairbar ! O that I might be freed from his love ! that I might rejoice in the presence ...
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... Etha ? Have the foes met the hero in the strife of the night ? " He returned , but his face was dark . He had seen his departed friend ! It was the wall of Tura . The ghost of Cuthullin stalked there alone A POEM . 25 25.
... Etha ? Have the foes met the hero in the strife of the night ? " He returned , but his face was dark . He had seen his departed friend ! It was the wall of Tura . The ghost of Cuthullin stalked there alone A POEM . 25 25.
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arms art thou Atha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood blue blue streams Cairbar Calmar car-borne Carril Cathmor cave chief Clono cloud Cona Connal Cormac Cromla Cuthullin Dar-thula dark dark-brown darkened daugh daughter death dost thou echoing Erin Erin's eyes fame fathers feast feeble fell field fight Fillan Fingal Fir-bolg fled Foldath friends Gaul ghosts gleaming grey grief hall harp hear heard heath heroes hill Inis-huna king of Ireland king of Morven Lathmon Lego Lena lift light Lochlin locks Lubar maid midst mighty mist Moi-lena Mora Morni mournful Nathos night Oscar Ossian poem renown rise roar rock roes rolled rose rush Ryno Selma Semo shield side sigh silent song sons soul sound spear steel steps storm stream Strutha Sulmalla Swaran sword tears Temora thee thine Thou art tomb Torman Trenmor Ullin Usnoth Uthal vale voice warriors waves wind youth
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Page 21 - POEM. .DAUGHTER of heaven, fair art thou! the silence of thy face is pleasant ! Thou comest forth in loveliness. The stars attend thy blue course in the east. The clouds rejoice in thy presence, O moon ! They brighten their dark-brown sides.
Page 263 - I saw their chief, tall as a rock of ice ; his spear, the blasted fir ; his shield, the rising moon ; he sat on the shore, like a cloud of mist On the hi 1 In.
Page 298 - Deugala was the spouse of Cairbar, chief of the plains of Ullin. She was covered with the light of beauty, but her heart was the house of pride.
Page 71 - The blue waves of Ullin roll in light; the green hills are covered with day; trees shake their dusky heads in the breeze.
Page 251 - Did not Ossian hear a voice ? or is it the sound of days that are no more? Often, like the evening sun, comes the memory of former times on my soul.
Page 316 - Oscar ! bend the strong in arm; but spare the feeble hand. Be thou a stream of many tides against the foes of thy people; but like the gale that moves the grass to those who ask thine aid.—So Tremor lived; such Trathal was; and such has Fingal been. My arm was the support of the injured; and the weak rested behind the lightning of my steel.
Page 274 - Were Fingal himself before me, my soul should not darken with fear. Arise to battle, my thousands ! pour round me like the echoing main. Gather round the bright steel of your king; strong as the rocks of my land ; that meet the storm with joy, and stretch their dark pines to the wind!
Page 273 - The high-maned, broad-breasted, proud, Wide-leaping, strong steed of the hill. Loud and resounding is his hoof; The spreading of his mane above Is like a stream of smoke on a ridge of rocks. Bright are the sides of the steed...
Page 262 - Moran !' replied the blue-eyed chief, ' thou ever tremblest, son of Fithil! Thy fears have increased the foe. It is Fingal, King of deserts, with aid to green Erin of streams.
Page 265 - Lightning pours from their sides of steel. They come like streams from the mountains; each rushes roaring from his hill. Bright are the chiefs of battle, in the armor of their fathers. Gloomy and dark their heroes follow, like the gathering of the rainy clouds behind the red meteors of heaven.