The Poems of Ossian, 第 2 巻W. Strahan and T. Cadell, 1785 - 435 ページ |
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TEMOR A : ΑΝ ЕРІС РОЕМ . THE BOOK I. HE blue waves of Erin roll in light . The mountains are covered with day . Trees shake their dufky heads , in the breeze . Grey torrents pour their noify streams . Two green hills , with aged oaks ...
TEMOR A : ΑΝ ЕРІС РОЕМ . THE BOOK I. HE blue waves of Erin roll in light . The mountains are covered with day . Trees shake their dufky heads , in the breeze . Grey torrents pour their noify streams . Two green hills , with aged oaks ...
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... wave of ocean before the rifing winds , when it bends its head near the coaft , came on the host of Cairbar ! DAUGHTER of Tofcart ! why that tear ? He is not fallen yet . Many were the deaths of his arm before my hero fell ! * Atha ...
... wave of ocean before the rifing winds , when it bends its head near the coaft , came on the host of Cairbar ! DAUGHTER of Tofcart ! why that tear ? He is not fallen yet . Many were the deaths of his arm before my hero fell ! * Atha ...
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... waves toward Selma : I remained in my grief , but my words were not heard . The feaft is spread on Moi - lena . An hundred herces reared the tomb of Cairbar . No fong is raised over the chief . His foul had been dark and bloody . The ...
... waves toward Selma : I remained in my grief , but my words were not heard . The feaft is spread on Moi - lena . An hundred herces reared the tomb of Cairbar . No fong is raised over the chief . His foul had been dark and bloody . The ...
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... waves , in a rocky bay , before the nightly wind . Beneath an oak , lay the chief of Atha . His fhield , a dufky round , hung high . Near him , against a rock , leaned the the fair ftranger * of Inis - huna : that Book II . AN EPIC POEM ...
... waves , in a rocky bay , before the nightly wind . Beneath an oak , lay the chief of Atha . His fhield , a dufky round , hung high . Near him , against a rock , leaned the the fair ftranger * of Inis - huna : that Book II . AN EPIC POEM ...
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... waves crowd away , " faid Carril . " They crowd away for fear . They hear the found of thy coming forth , O fun ! Terrible is thy beauty , fon of heaven , when death is de- fcending on thy locks : when thou rolleft thy vapours before ...
... waves crowd away , " faid Carril . " They crowd away for fear . They hear the found of thy coming forth , O fun ! Terrible is thy beauty , fon of heaven , when death is de- fcending on thy locks : when thou rolleft thy vapours before ...
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againſt anceſtors ancient art thou Atha bards battle beam behold bends blaft blaſt Cairbar Caledonians Cathmor chief circumftances Clatho Clono cloud compofition Conar Cormac courſe Cuthullin dark darkneſs death defart defcended defcription Druids Erin eyes faid fame father feaft feem fentiment fhall fhield fhould fide field figh filent Fillan Fingal Fion Firbolg firft firſt flain Foldath fome fong foul fpear fpirit fteps ftill ftorm ftream ftrength ftrife fubject fublime fuch fword Gaul ghofts ghoſt grey hall harp heath heroes hiftory hill himſelf hoft Homer Iliad Ireland Iriſh king laft lift midſt mift miſt moffy Moi-lena Morni Morven moſt muſt night occafion Ofcar Offian paffed perfon pleaſant poem poet poetry poffeffed praiſe prefent raiſed reft rife rock roes rofe rolled Scots Selma ſhall ſon ſpear ſpread ſtate ſteps Strutha Sul-malla Temora thee theſe thofe thoſe thou Uthal voice warrior waves winds
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412 ページ - 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!
408 ページ - 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.
411 ページ - Tom? whom the foul fiend hath led through fire and through flame, through ford and whirlpool, o'er bog and quagmire; that hath laid knives under his pillow, and halters in his pew...
401 ページ - I, like an ancient oak on Morven, I moulder alone in my place. The blast hath lopped my branches away; and I tremble at the wings of the north.
390 ページ - Cormac who was distant far, in Temora's echoing halls; he learned to bend the bow of his fathers, and to lift the spear. Nor long didst thou lift the spear, mildly shining beam of youth! Death stands dim behind thee, like the darkened half of the moon behind its growing light!
373 ページ - 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. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina, silence is in the house of her fathers.
338 ページ - Ofcar! bend the ftrong in arms, but fpare the feeble hand. Be thou a ftream of many tides againft the foes of thy people ; but like the gale that moves the...
282 ページ - An American chief, at this day, harangues at the head of his tribe, in a more bold metaphorical style, than a modern European would adventure to use in an Epic poem.
377 ページ - Gaul in his arms, and my foul was mixed with his : for the fire of the battle was in his eyes ! he looked to the foe with joy. We fpoke the words of friendship in fecret ; and the lightning of our fwords poured together ; for we drew them behind the wood, and tried the ftrength of our arms on the empty air.
424 ページ - I hear, at times, the ghosts of bards, and learn their pleasant song. But memory fails on my mind. I hear the call of years! They say, as they pass along, why does Ossian sing?