The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J. Macpherson, with notes and illustr. by M. Laing, Volume 11805 |
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... eyes of men , who place their ultimate happiness in those conveniencies of life , gives us a great advantage over them . I shall not enter farther into this subject , but only observe , that the general poverty of a nation has not the ...
... eyes of men , who place their ultimate happiness in those conveniencies of life , gives us a great advantage over them . I shall not enter farther into this subject , but only observe , that the general poverty of a nation has not the ...
Pagina 22
... eyes ! Does Swaran appear on the sea ? What of the foe , Duchomar ? " " From the hill I return , O Morna , from the hill of the dark - brown hinds . Three have I slain with my bended yew . Three with my long bounding dogs of the chace ...
... eyes ! Does Swaran appear on the sea ? What of the foe , Duchomar ? " " From the hill I return , O Morna , from the hill of the dark - brown hinds . Three have I slain with my bended yew . Three with my long bounding dogs of the chace ...
Pagina 23
... eyes ; his arm is strong as a storm 3. " " Is the son of Torman fallen ? " said the wildly - bursting voice of the • " Long shall Morna wait , Duchomar said , long shall Morna wait for Cathba ! Behold his sword unsheathed ! Here wanders ...
... eyes ; his arm is strong as a storm 3. " " Is the son of Torman fallen ? " said the wildly - bursting voice of the • " Long shall Morna wait , Duchomar said , long shall Morna wait for Cathba ! Behold his sword unsheathed ! Here wanders ...
Pagina 29
... eyes rolled wildly round . His heart beat high against his side . His words were faultering , broken , slow . " Arise , son of ocean , arise , chief of the dark brown shields ! I see the dark , the mountain - stream of battle ! The deep ...
... eyes rolled wildly round . His heart beat high against his side . His words were faultering , broken , slow . " Arise , son of ocean , arise , chief of the dark brown shields ! I see the dark , the mountain - stream of battle ! The deep ...
Pagina 42
... eyes of their friends , as they see them dim on the heath . But night conceals the chiefs in clouds , and ends the dreadful fight ! It was on Cromla's shaggy side that Dorglas had placed the deer " " ; the early fortune of the 65 Who ...
... eyes of their friends , as they see them dim on the heath . But night conceals the chiefs in clouds , and ends the dreadful fight ! It was on Cromla's shaggy side that Dorglas had placed the deer " " ; the early fortune of the 65 Who ...
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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
Populaire passages
Pagina 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...
Pagina 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!
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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?
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 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.
Pagina 384 - Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, That the spices thereof may flow out.