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Cadell and Davies, 1814
 

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Pagina 329 - They opened a grave fix or eight feet deep ; " the bottom was lined with fine clay, and on " this they laid the body of the deceafed ; and " if a warrior, his fword, and the heads of «* twelve arrows by his fide.
Pagina 292 - A fpirit once embroiled the night. Seas fwell and rocks refound. Winds drive along the clouds. The lightning flies on wings of fire. He feared and came to land : then blumed that he feared at all.
Pagina 318 - How long will ye roll around me, blue-tumbling waters of ocean ? My dwelling was not always in caves, nor beneath the whistling tree. The feast was spread in Torthoma's hall ; my father delighted in my voice. The youths beheld me in the steps of my loveliness, and they blessed the dark-haired Ninathoma.
Pagina 174 - of the chief of generous steeds ! highbounding king of spears. Strong arm in every perilous toil. Hard heart that never yields. Chief of the pointed arms of death. Cut down the foe ; let no white sail bound round dark Inistore. Be thine arm like thunder. Thine eyes like fire, thy heart of solid rock. Whirl round thy sword as a meteor at night ; lift thy shield like the flame of death. Son of the chief of generous steeds, cut down the foe. Destroy !
Pagina 181 - Accuracy and correclnefs ; artfully connected narration.; exact method and proportion of parts, we may look for in polifhed times. The gay and the beautiful, will appear to more advantage in the midft of Imiling fcenery and pleafurablc themes.
Pagina 86 - Brit. p.39. was a Briton of noble birth and excellent genius. After he had received as good an education at home as his own country could afford, he travelled for his further improvement, and fpent feveral years at Rome, which was then the chief feat of learning, as well as of empire.
Pagina 321 - Ulysses fear. Strong from the cradle, of a sturdy brood, We bear our newborn infants to the flood; There bath'd amid the stream, our boys we hold, With winter harden'd, and inur'd to cold.
Pagina 318 - ... many a youth of heavy locks came to Rurmar's echoing hall. They came to woo the maid, the ftately huntrefs of Tormoth wild. But thou lookeft carelefs from...
Pagina 177 - Morna, I feel it cold. Give me to Moina the maid. Duchomar was the dream of her night! She will raise my tomb; the hunter shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold ! ' She came, in all her tears she came; she drew the sword from his breast.
Pagina 313 - In the following fpeech of Bofmina, the daughter of the famous Fingal, an hundred captive maids are given away with as little ceremony as an hundred horfes, or an hundred hawks. " Son of the " diftant Sora, begun the mildly blufhing maid, " come to the feaft of Morven's king, to Selma's " fhaded walls. Take the peace of heroes, O " warrior, and let the dark fword reft by thy " fide —And if thou chufeft the wealth of kings, " hear the words of the generous Aldo. — He " gives to Erragon an hundred...

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