The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Band 4J.Fr. Valade and sold by Theophilus Barrois, 1783 |
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... say , afide the shield ? » Night came down . In her long locks moved the daughter of Ca - rul . Mixed with the harp arofe the voice of white armed Colna - donā . -Tofcar darkened in his place , before the love of heroes . She came on ...
... say , afide the shield ? » Night came down . In her long locks moved the daughter of Ca - rul . Mixed with the harp arofe the voice of white armed Colna - donā . -Tofcar darkened in his place , before the love of heroes . She came on ...
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... say . Aftonishing inftances of them we know , from history , have fometimes appeared : and a few cha- racters diftinguished by those high qualities , might Surely among the wild Laplanders , if any where , bar- barity is in its most ...
... say . Aftonishing inftances of them we know , from history , have fometimes appeared : and a few cha- racters diftinguished by those high qualities , might Surely among the wild Laplanders , if any where , bar- barity is in its most ...
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... say , " She is » fair as the ghost of the hill ; when it moves » in a fun - beam at noon , over the filence of » Morven » . " The hunter shall hear my voice » from his booth . He shall fear , but love my - » voice . For fweet shall my ...
... say , " She is » fair as the ghost of the hill ; when it moves » in a fun - beam at noon , over the filence of » Morven » . " The hunter shall hear my voice » from his booth . He shall fear , but love my - » voice . For fweet shall my ...
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... say , I am covered with the drops of heaven ; the time » of my departure is near , and the blaft that 9 shall scatter my leaves » . Malvina's death is hinted to him in the most delicate manner by the fon of Alpin . His lamentation over ...
... say , I am covered with the drops of heaven ; the time » of my departure is near , and the blaft that 9 shall scatter my leaves » . Malvina's death is hinted to him in the most delicate manner by the fon of Alpin . His lamentation over ...
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... says Homer , « beholds » from the rock a cloud borne along the fea by » the western wind ; black as pitch it appears from » afar , failing over the ocean , and carrying the » dreadful storm . He shrinks at the fight , and drives his ...
... says Homer , « beholds » from the rock a cloud borne along the fea by » the western wind ; black as pitch it appears from » afar , failing over the ocean , and carrying the » dreadful storm . He shrinks at the fight , and drives his ...
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Seite 27 - Loose the bards," said his brother Cathmor, " they are the sons of other times. Their voice shall " be heard in other ages, when the kings of Temora
Seite 71 - Rotha's bay received the ship. A rock bends along the coast with all its echoing wood. On the top is the circle* of Loda, the mossy stone of power!
Seite 73 - As flies the inconstant sun, over Larmon's grassy hill, so pass the tales of old, along my soul, by night! When bards are removed to their place ; when harps are hung in Selma's hall; then comes a voice to Ossian, and awakes his soul! It is the voice of years that are gone ! they roll before me, with all their deeds! I seize the tales, as they pass, and pour them forth in song.
Seite 129 - Clos'd o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old Bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream: Ay me!
Seite 92 - Whereas, a true poet makes us imagine that we see it before our eyes ; he catches the distinguishing features ; he gives it the colours of life and reality ; he places it in such a light that a painter could copy after him.
Seite 66 - We rushed into roaring Urlor. With his people came tall Corman-trunar. We fought ; but the foe prevailed. In his wrath my father stood.
Seite 94 - A thousand shields, at once, are placed on their arms; they drew a thousand swords. The hall of Selma brightened around. The clang of arms ascends. The grey dogs howl in their place. No word is among the mighty chiefs. Each marked the eyes of the king; and half assumed his spear. 'Sons of Morven,' begun the king, 'this is no time to fill the shell.
Seite 123 - She " was covered with the Light of Beauty; but her " heart was the House of Pride.
Seite 93 - I have seen the walls of Balclutha, but they were desolate. The fire had resounded in the halls: and the voice of the people is heard no more. The stream of Clutha was removed from its place, by the fall of the walls. The thistle shook there its lonely head: the moss whistled to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round its head.
Seite 42 - His poetry, more perhaps than that of any other writer, deserves to be styled, the poetry of the heart. It is a heart penetrated with noble sentiments, and with sublime and tender passions; a heart that glows, and kindles the fancy; a heart that is full, and pours itself forth.