The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2J. D. Dewick, 1803 |
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... Thou wert mighty in battle . Thy strength was like the strength of a stream : thy speed like the eagle's wing . Thy path in battle was terrible : the steps of death were behind thy sword . Blest be thy soul , son of Semo , car - borne ...
... Thou wert mighty in battle . Thy strength was like the strength of a stream : thy speed like the eagle's wing . Thy path in battle was terrible : the steps of death were behind thy sword . Blest be thy soul , son of Semo , car - borne ...
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arms art thou Atha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood blue streams Cairbar Calmar car-borne Carril Cathmor cave chace chief Clono cloud Cona Connal Cormac Cromla Cuthullin Dar-thula dark dark-brown darkened daugh daughter death distant dost thou echoing Erin Erin's eyes fame father feast feeble fell field fight Fillan Fingal Firbolg fled Foldath friends Gaul ghosts gleaming grey grief hair hall harp hear heard heath heroes hill Inis-huna Ireland king of Morven king of swords Lego lift light Lochlin maid midst mighty mist Moi-lena Mora Morni mossy mournful Nathos night Oscar Ossian poem renown rise roar rock roes rolled rose rush Ryno Selma Semo shield side sigh silent song sons soul sound spear steel steps storm strangers stream Strutha Sul-malla Swaran sword tears Temora thee thine thro tomb Torman Trenmor Ullin Uthal vale voice warrior waves wind youth
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Pagina 190 - The remembrance of battles past, and the return of peace is compared to the sun returning after a storm : " Hear the battle of Lora! the sound of its steel is long since past: so thunder on the darkened hill roars, and is no more ; the sun returns with his silent beams; the glittering rocks, and green heads of the mountains, smile.
Pagina 43 - ... sad! They mourned the fall of Morar, first of mortal men! His soul was like the soul of Fingal: his sword like the sword of Oscar. But he fell, and his father mourned: his sister's eyes were full of tears. Minona's eyes were full of tears, the sister of carborne Morar.
Bibliografische gegevens
| Titel | The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2 The Poems of Ossian, James Macpherson |
| vertaald door | James Macpherson |
| Uitgever | J. D. Dewick, 1803 |
| Oorspronkelijk uit | de New York Public Library |
| Gedigitaliseerd | 8 jan 2007 |
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