The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Band 4J.Fr. Valade and sold by Theophilus Barrois, 1783 |
Im Buch
Ergebnisse 1-5 von 43
Seite 7
... , it was the opening of one of Offian's other poems , tho ' the bards injudiciously transferred it to the piece now before us . « Congal son of Fergus of Durath , thou light light - covered paths of the dead . They rejoice CATHLIN OF ...
... , it was the opening of one of Offian's other poems , tho ' the bards injudiciously transferred it to the piece now before us . « Congal son of Fergus of Durath , thou light light - covered paths of the dead . They rejoice CATHLIN OF ...
Seite 8
light - covered paths of the dead . They rejoice , on the eddying winds , in the ftill season of night . - Dwells there no joy in fong , white hand of the harps of Lutha ? Awake the voice of the ftring , and roll my foul to me . It is a ...
light - covered paths of the dead . They rejoice , on the eddying winds , in the ftill season of night . - Dwells there no joy in fong , white hand of the harps of Lutha ? Awake the voice of the ftring , and roll my foul to me . It is a ...
Seite 11
... light on a cloud , when the broad fun comes forth , red traveller of the sky . Grandson of Branno , I said , not Oscar alone shall meet the foe . I rush forward , thro'ocean , to the woody dwelling of heroes . Let us contend , my fon ...
... light on a cloud , when the broad fun comes forth , red traveller of the sky . Grandson of Branno , I said , not Oscar alone shall meet the foe . I rush forward , thro'ocean , to the woody dwelling of heroes . Let us contend , my fon ...
Seite 15
... light.- It was dark ; and Loda's fon poured forth his figns , on night . The feeble were not before thee , fon of other lands ! ( 1 ) Then rofe the ftrife of kings , about the hill of night ; but it was foft as two fummer gales ...
... light.- It was dark ; and Loda's fon poured forth his figns , on night . The feeble were not before thee , fon of other lands ! ( 1 ) Then rofe the ftrife of kings , about the hill of night ; but it was foft as two fummer gales ...
Seite 16
... light . The foe came forth in arms . The ftrife is mixed at Rath - col , like the roar of ftreams . Behold the contending of kings ! They meet befide the oak . In gleams of fteel the dark forms are loft ; fuch is the meeting of meteors ...
... light . The foe came forth in arms . The ftrife is mixed at Rath - col , like the roar of ftreams . Behold the contending of kings ! They meet befide the oak . In gleams of fteel the dark forms are loft ; fuch is the meeting of meteors ...
Andere Ausgaben - Alle anzeigen
Häufige Begriffe und Wortgruppen
Æneid Angus Macneil Balclutha Bards battle beam beautiful becauſe blaft Cathmor charric chief circumftances cloud compariſon compofitions courfe Cuchullin dark daugh daughter death defcription deſcribed diftant diftinguished Druids Duth-carmor Duth-maruno Epic Epic poetry eyes faid fame father fays feaft feem fentiment filence Fillan fimiles Fingal firſt flain fociety foes fome fong foul fpear fpirit ftate fteps ftone ftorm ftory ftrangers ftream ftrife ftrong fubject fublime fuch fword Galic Gaul genius ghofts ghoſt hall harp heroes higheſt Highlands hill himſelf Homer Iliad imagination inftance iſlands itſelf king lefs Lochlin Loda Macpherſon manners meaſure mift moft moon moſt muſt night Nuair numbers obfervations occafion Ofcar Offian paffage paffion perfon poet poetical poetry praiſe prefented racter raiſed rife rock rofe rolled Scandinavia ſcene shield ſome Starno Swaran Temora thefe theſe theſe poems thofe thoſe thou thro Thuit tion Torcul-torno tranflation Trenmor uſed voice winds
Beliebte Passagen
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.