 | Ossian - 1805 - 648 ページ
...battle of spears ? When did I shrink from danger, chief of the little soul ? I met the storm of Gormal, when the foam of my waves beat high. I met the storm...main. Gather round the bright steel of your king; is very grand in the original. There are tour horses described in it, with a string of epithets applied... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 262 ページ
...shall I fly from a hero? Were it Fingal himself, my soul should not darken before him. — Rise to the battle, my thousands ; pour round me like the echoing...strong as the rocks of my land, that meet the storm withjoy, andstretch their dark woods tothe wind." As autumn's'" dark storms pour from two echoing r... | |
 | Sir John Sinclair - 1806 - 254 ページ
...two rules of taste, and there can be no poetic beauty without them. (18) Line 402, &c. Shall Staaran fly from a hero* Were Fingal himself before me, My soul should not darken with fear. Fuggirci da un guerrier ? Foss' ei Fingallo, Non mi si abbujeria Faliua di teiua. The poet has suffered... | |
 | Ossian - 1806 - 364 ページ
...battle of spears? When did I shrink from danger, chief of the little soul 1 I met the storm of Gormal, when the foam of my waves beat high. I met the storm of the clouds 1 shall Swaran fly from a hero ? Were Fingal himself before me, my soul should not darken with fear.... | |
 | 1807 - 536 ページ
...Chief of the little soul ? " I met the storm of Gormal, " When the foam of my waves beat high. 400 " I met the storm of the clouds ; " Shall Swaran fly from a hero r " Were Fingal himself before me, " My soul should not darken with fear. " Arise to battle, my thousands,... | |
 | Ossian - 1807 - 546 ページ
...which we find nothing corresponding in any previous part of the description, *0 MT lines 403, 404.] Were Fingal himself before me, My soul should not darken with fear. *1 MT line 411 — И7. Like autumns DARK STORMS, &c.] In Gaelic, Mar thoirm fhoghair о dhà bheinn.... | |
 | Richard Clark - 1814 - 530 ページ
...Miss Setcard. GLEE for Three T. ATTWOOD. to thc battle, my thousands ! 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 woods to the wind. Ossian. GLEE for Five S. WEBBE. SISTER of Phoebus, gentle queen, Of aspect mild,... | |
 | Margaret Miller Davidson - 1843 - 400 ページ
...danger's form shall Swaran shrink? Chief of the little soul, beware! " The storm of Gormal firm I met, When the foam of my waves beat high! I met the storm of the dark-browed clouds, And now shall Swaran fly? " Did Fingal with his mighty arm, And all his powerful... | |
 | Ossian - 1845 - 546 ページ
...shrink from danger, chief of the little soul ? I met the storm of Gormal when the foam of my waves btat high. I met the storm of the clouds ; shall Swaran...Were Fingal himself before me, my soul should not dfjfcen with fear. Arise to hattle, my thousands ! pour round me like the echoing main, gather round... | |
 | Ossian - 1870 - 596 ページ
...from danger, chief of the little soul ? I met the storm of Gurmal, when the foam of my Avaves heat high. I met the storm of the clouds ; shall Swaran fly from a hero 1 Were Fingal himself before me, my soul should not darken with fear. Arise to battle, my thousands... | |
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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... 
