The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J. Macpherson, with notes and illustr. by M. Laing, Tom 11805 |
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... comes up to the rules of the epopea , is the pro- vince of criticism to examine . It is only my business to lay it before the reader , as I have found it . As it is one of the chief beauties of composition , to Ixii PREFACE TO THE.
... comes up to the rules of the epopea , is the pro- vince of criticism to examine . It is only my business to lay it before the reader , as I have found it . As it is one of the chief beauties of composition , to Ixii PREFACE TO THE.
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... comes , Moran , the son of Fithil 3 ! the Celts . " Several of these druids rendered themselves very remarkable ; as the druid Trosdan ; Cabadius , grandfather to the most celebrated champion Cuculand ; Tages , the father of Morna ...
... comes , Moran , the son of Fithil 3 ! the Celts . " Several of these druids rendered themselves very remarkable ; as the druid Trosdan ; Cabadius , grandfather to the most celebrated champion Cuculand ; Tages , the father of Morna ...
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... comes on , like the flame of death ! the rapid car of Cuthullin , the noble son of Se- mo ! It bends behind , like a wave near a rock ; like the sun - streaked mist of the heath 43. Its As thick as insects play --- That drawn by milky ...
... comes on , like the flame of death ! the rapid car of Cuthullin , the noble son of Se- mo ! It bends behind , like a wave near a rock ; like the sun - streaked mist of the heath 43. Its As thick as insects play --- That drawn by milky ...
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... comes , like a storm , along the streamy vale ! " " When " When did I fly , ” replied the king ? 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 ...
... comes , like a storm , along the streamy vale ! " " When " When did I fly , ” replied the king ? 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 ...
Strona 55
... comes ; Swaran proposes dishonourable terms to Cuthullin , which are rejected . The battle begins , and is obstinately fought for some time , until , upon the flight of Grumal , the whole Irish army gave way . Cuthul- lin and Connal ...
... comes ; Swaran proposes dishonourable terms to Cuthullin , which are rejected . The battle begins , and is obstinately fought for some time , until , upon the flight of Grumal , the whole Irish army gave way . Cuthul- lin and Connal ...
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The Poems of Ossian, &c. Containing the Poetical Works of J. Macpherson ... Ossian Podgląd niedostępny - 2018 |
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Æneid arms art thou Balclutha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood breast Cairbar Calmar car-borne Carril Carthon cave chace chief clouds Comala Cona Connal Cromla Cuthullin Dar-thula Dargo dark daugh daughter death distant dost thou Earse echoing edit Erin eyes fame fathers feast feeble fell Fillan Fingal flame friends Gaul ghost grey grief hair hall harp hear heard heath heaven heroes Highlander hill imitation Irish ballad king of Morven king of swords Lathmon lift light Lochlin maid meteor midst mighty mist moon Morna Morni morning mountain mournful Nathos night o'er Oscar Ossian pale poem POPE's Iliad renown rise roar rock rolled rose rushed Ryno sails Selma shield side sigh silent song Song of Solomon sons soul sound spear storm stream strength Swaran sword tears Temora thee tomb Torman trembling Ullin Uthal vale voice waves wind youth
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Strona 382 - 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! I fondly dream — Had ye been there...
Strona 344 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers! Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone; who can be a companion of thy course!
Strona 10 - His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand.
Strona 106 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land (Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed), Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
Strona 305 - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest uniil water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
Strona 462 - Weep, thou father of Morar! weep; but thy son heareth thee not. Deep is the sleep of the dead; low their pillow of dust. No more shall he hear thy voice; no more awake at thy call. When shall it be morn in the grave, to bid the slumberer awake?
Strona 195 - He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: Yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night.
Strona 237 - Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Strona 398 - And it came to pass that night, that the angel of the LORD went out, and smote in the camp of the Assyrians an hundred fourscore and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.
Strona 384 - Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, That the spices thereof may flow out.