The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed dissertations on the æra and poems of Ossian, 第 2 巻1807 |
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... Carril strikes the harp beneath a tree . His grey locks glitter in the beam . The rustling blast of night is near , and lifts his aged hair . His song is of the blue Togorma , and of its chief , Cuthullin's friend ! " Why art thou ...
... Carril strikes the harp beneath a tree . His grey locks glitter in the beam . The rustling blast of night is near , and lifts his aged hair . His song is of the blue Togorma , and of its chief , Cuthullin's friend ! " Why art thou ...
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... Carril , when a son of the foe appeared . He threw down his pointless spear . He spoke the words of Torlath ! Tor- lath , chief of heroes , from Lego's sable surge ! He that led his thousands to battle , against car- borne Cormac ...
... Carril , when a son of the foe appeared . He threw down his pointless spear . He spoke the words of Torlath ! Tor- lath , chief of heroes , from Lego's sable surge ! He that led his thousands to battle , against car- borne Cormac ...
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... Carril joined his voice . The music was like the memory of joys that are past , pleasant and mournful to the soul . The ghosts of departed bards heard on Slimora's side . Soft sounds spread along the wood . The silent valleys of night ...
... Carril joined his voice . The music was like the memory of joys that are past , pleasant and mournful to the soul . The ghosts of departed bards heard on Slimora's side . Soft sounds spread along the wood . The silent valleys of night ...
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... Carril , place the shield of Caithbat on that branch . Let the spear of Cuthullin be near ; that the sound of my battle may rise , with the grey beam of the east . " The hero leaned on his father's shield : the song of Lara rose ! The ...
... Carril , place the shield of Caithbat on that branch . Let the spear of Cuthullin be near ; that the sound of my battle may rise , with the grey beam of the east . " The hero leaned on his father's shield : the song of Lara rose ! The ...
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... Carril , when Cuthullin lay on his shield . The bards rested on their harps . Sleep fell softly around . The son of Semo was awake alone . His soul was fixed on war . The burning oaks began to decay . Faint red light is spread around ...
... Carril , when Cuthullin lay on his shield . The bards rested on their harps . Sleep fell softly around . The son of Semo was awake alone . His soul was fixed on war . The burning oaks began to decay . Faint red light is spread around ...
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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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21 ページ - 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.
263 ページ - 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.
298 ページ - 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.
71 ページ - The blue waves of Ullin roll in light; the green hills are covered with day; trees shake their dusky heads in the breeze.
251 ページ - 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.
316 ページ - 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.
274 ページ - 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!
273 ページ - 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...
262 ページ - 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.
265 ページ - 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.