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" When fled Swaran from the 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 of the clouds; shall Swaran fly from a hero? Were Fingal himself before... "
The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. Blair's critical dissertations - 17 ページ
Ossian 著 - 1806
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The Poems of Ossian: To which are Prefixed a Preliminary Discourse and ...

1850 - 548 ページ
...soul ? I met the storm of Gormal when the foam of my waves beat high. I met the storm of the clouds ; shall Swaran fly from a hero ? Were Fingal himself...pour round me like the echoing main, gather round iho bright steel of your king ; strong as the rock* of my land ; that meet the storm with joy, and...

The Poems of Ossian: To which are Prefixed a Preliminary Discourse and ...

1857 - 536 ページ
...Were Fingal himself before me, my soul should not darken with fear. Arise to battle, my tliuu sands ! pour round me like the echoing main, gather round the bright steel of your king ; strong as the rocki 26 THE 1'OEMS OF OSS1AN. of my land ; thut meet the storm with joy, and stretch their dark pines...

The poems of Ossian, in the orig. Gaelic, with a literal tr. into ..., 第 1 巻

Ossian - 1870 - 596 ページ
...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...Gather round the bright steel of your king ; strong " When did I flee ? " said the king of ships ; " When fled Swaran of brown shields ? When did I shun...

The Poems of Ossian in the Original Gaelic with a Literal Translation ..., 第 1 巻

Archibald Clerk - 1870 - 590 ページ
...(and) rough in battle, Encountered Innis-fail and Lochlin ; Chief with chief at cleaving sword-play. as the rocks of my land ; that meet the storm with joy, and stretch their dark pines to the wind ! " DUAN I. Swaran, indignant at the suggestion, orders his army to advance without delay, charging...

The Poems of Ossian

1896 - 458 ページ
...darken with fear. Arise to battle, my thousands ! pour round me like the echoing main. Gather round the the bright steel of your king ; strong as the rocks...autumn's dark storms, pouring from two echoing hills, towards each other approached the heroes. Like two deep streams from high rocks meeting, mixing, roaring...

The Poems of Ossian

1896 - 466 ページ
...soul ? I met the storm of Gormal, when the foam of my waves beat high. I met the storm of the clouds; shall Swaran fly from a hero ? Were Fingal himself...pour round me like the echoing main. Gather round the the bright steel of your king; strong as the rocks of my land; that meet the storm with joy, and stretch...

Age of Chivalry; Or, King Arthur and His Knights

Thomas Bulfinch - 1900 - 490 ページ
...and 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...that meet the storm with joy, and stretch their dark woods to the wind." As autumn's dark storms pour from two echoing hills, towards each other approached...

The Young Folks' Library: A book of famous myths and legends

1901 - 452 ページ
...soul ? I met the storm of Gormal, when the foam of my waves beat high. I met the storm of the clouds ; shall Swaran fly from a hero' ? Were Fingal himself...autumn's dark storms, pouring from two echoing hills, towards each other approached the heroes. Like two deep streams from high rocks meeting, mixing, roaring...

English Poetry and Prose of the Romantic Movement

George Benjamin Woods - 1916 - 1604 ページ
...soul? I met the storm of Gormal, when the foam of my waves beat high. I met the storm of the clouds ; which our youth is fed ; I was not heard — I saw them not — 56 When, m 15 not darken with fear. Arise to battle, my thousands! pour round me like the echoing main. Gather...

The Poems of Ossian

1926 - 482 ページ
...soul ? I met the storm of Gormal, when the foam of my waves beat high. I met the storm of the clouds ; shall Swaran fly from a hero ? Were Fingal himself...not darken with fear. Arise to battle, my thousands 1 pour round me like the echoing main. Gather round the the bright steel of your king ; strong as the...




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