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... thousand years before . To suppose that two or three hundred years ago , when we well know the Highlands to have been in a state of gross ignorance and barbarity , there should have arisen in that country a poet , of such exquisite ...
... thousand years before . To suppose that two or three hundred years ago , when we well know the Highlands to have been in a state of gross ignorance and barbarity , there should have arisen in that country a poet , of such exquisite ...
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... thousand years before Ossian , it is not from the age of the world , but from the state of society , that we are to judge of resembling times . The Greek has , in several points , a manifest superior- ity . He introduces a greater ...
... thousand years before Ossian , it is not from the age of the world , but from the state of society , that we are to judge of resembling times . The Greek has , in several points , a manifest superior- ity . He introduces a greater ...
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... thousand bards leaned forwards from " their seats , to hear the voice of the king , " is inferior to no passage in the whole book and with great judg- ment put in his mouth , as the seriousness , no less than the sublimity of the strain ...
... thousand bards leaned forwards from " their seats , to hear the voice of the king , " is inferior to no passage in the whole book and with great judg- ment put in his mouth , as the seriousness , no less than the sublimity of the strain ...
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... thousand shields are placed at once on their arms ; and they drew a " thousand swords . The hall of Selma_brightened a- " round . The clang of arms ascends . The grey dogs " howl in their place . No word is among the mighty " chiefs ...
... thousand shields are placed at once on their arms ; and they drew a " thousand swords . The hall of Selma_brightened a- " round . The clang of arms ascends . The grey dogs " howl in their place . No word is among the mighty " chiefs ...
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... thousand springs , and mix in the hollowed . " channel . The distant shepherd hears on the moun- " tain their roar from afar . Such was the terror and " the shout of the engaging armies . " In another pas- sage , the poet , much in the ...
... thousand springs , and mix in the hollowed . " channel . The distant shepherd hears on the moun- " tain their roar from afar . Such was the terror and " the shout of the engaging armies . " In another pas- sage , the poet , much in the ...
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Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Agandecca ancient Angus Macneil antiquity appears arms bards battle beam beautiful behold blast breast Cairbar Caledonians Calmar Carril cave Celtic chief clouds Comala Cona Connal Cormac Cromla Culdees Cuthullin dark dark-brown daugh daughter death deer desart distant druids echoing epic Erin Erragon eyes fame fathers feast feeble fell Fillan Fingal Fion Firbolg friends Gaul genius ghosts hall hand harp hear heard heath heroes Hidallan Highlands hill Homer Iliad Ireland Irish king of Morven king of swords Lena light Lochlin maid manners meteor mighty mist moon Morna mournful nations night numbers Oscar Ossian pale Picts poems poet poetical poetry race raise renowned rest rise roaring rock rolling Ryno Scotland Scots Semo sentiment shield sigh song sons soul sound spear spirit steel storm strangers stream sublime sun-beam Swaran sword tears Temora thee thou tion tomb Torman translation Trenmor Ullin voice waves wind youth
Beliebte Passagen
Seite 120 - The other contains a short, but exquisitely tender image, accompanied with the finest poetical painting. " The " music of Carril was like the memory of joys that " are past, pleasant and mournful to the soul.
Seite 123 - The land through which we have gone to search it, is a land that eateth up the inhabitants thereof; and all the people that we saw in it, are men of a great stature. And there we saw the giants, the sons of Anak, which come of the giants : and we were in our own sight as grasshoppers, and so we were in their sight.
Seite 121 - The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters : but God shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like a rolling thing before the whirlwind.
Seite 50 - That state, in which human nature shoots wild and free, though unfit for other improvements, certainly encourages the high exertions of fancy and passion.
Seite 152 - From the hill I return, O Morna, from the hill of the dark-brown hinds. Three have I slain with my bended yew. Three with my long bounding dogs of the chace.
Seite 99 - O gale, it seems to say, I am covered with the drops of heaven? The time of my fading is near, and the blast that shall scatter my leaves. Tomorrow shall the traveller come, he that saw me in my beauty shall come; his eyes will search the field, but they will not find me?
Seite 162 - Crugal, or find his lone steps in the heath. I am light as the blast of Cromla, and I move like the shadow of mist. Connal, son of Colgar, I see the dark cloud of death: it hovers over the plains of Lena. The sons of green Erin shall fall. Remove from the field of ghosts.
Seite 87 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; the hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice...
Seite 125 - Where have ye been, ye southern winds ! when the sons of my love were deceived ? But ye have been sporting on plains, pursuing the thistle's beard.
Seite 118 - They fell, like three young oaks which stood alone on " the hill. The traveller saw the lovely trees, and " wondered how they grew so lonely. The blast of the " desert came by night, and laid their green heads low. " Next day he returned; but they were withered, and the