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Pagina 2
... Night coming on , Althan , the fon of Conachar , relates to the king the particulars of the murder of Cormac . Fillan , the fon of Fingal , is fent to obferve the motions of Cathmor by night , which concludes the action of the first day ...
... Night coming on , Althan , the fon of Conachar , relates to the king the particulars of the murder of Cormac . Fillan , the fon of Fingal , is fent to obferve the motions of Cathmor by night , which concludes the action of the first day ...
Pagina 11
... night , and takes their green heads in his hand ! Morlath falls . Maronnan dies . nachar trembles in his blood ! Cairbar fhrinks before Ofcar's fword ! He creeps in darkness behind a stone . He lifts the fpear in fecret ; he pierces my ...
... night , and takes their green heads in his hand ! Morlath falls . Maronnan dies . nachar trembles in his blood ! Cairbar fhrinks before Ofcar's fword ! He creeps in darkness behind a stone . He lifts the fpear in fecret ; he pierces my ...
Pagina 14
... Night would have defcended in forrow , and morning returned in the fhadow of grief . Our chiefs would have ftood , like cold dropping rocks on Moi - lena , and have forgot the war ; did not the king difperfe his grief , and raise his ...
... Night would have defcended in forrow , and morning returned in the fhadow of grief . Our chiefs would have ftood , like cold dropping rocks on Moi - lena , and have forgot the war ; did not the king difperfe his grief , and raise his ...
Pagina 15
... Night came rolling down . The light of an hundred oaks arofe . Fingal fat beneath a tree . Old Althan * ftood in the midft . He told the tale of fallen Cormac . Althan the fon of Cona- char , * Althan , the son of Conachar , was the ...
... Night came rolling down . The light of an hundred oaks arofe . Fingal fat beneath a tree . Old Althan * ftood in the midft . He told the tale of fallen Cormac . Althan the fon of Cona- char , * Althan , the son of Conachar , was the ...
Pagina 17
... night . My bards wait him with fongs . My feaft is fpread in the hall of kings . " The I heard Cormac in filence . My tears began to flow . I hid them with my aged locks . king perceived my grief . " Son of Conachar ! " he faid , " is ...
... night . My bards wait him with fongs . My feaft is fpread in the hall of kings . " The I heard Cormac in filence . My tears began to flow . I hid them with my aged locks . king perceived my grief . " Son of Conachar ! " he faid , " is ...
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Veelvoorkomende woorden en zinsdelen
againſt anceſtors ancient arife Atha bards battle beam behold blaft blaſt Cairbar Caledonians Carril Cathmor chief circumftances Clono cloud coaft compofitions Conar Cormac courfe courſe Cuthullin dark darkneſs daugh death defart defcended defcription Erin eyes faid fame father feaft feems fentiment fhall fhield fhould fide field figh filent Fillan fimiles Fingal Firbolg firft firſt flain Foldath fome fong foul fpear fpirit fpread fteps ftill ftream ftrength ftrife fubject fublime fuch fword Gaul ghofts ghoſt hall harp hear heard heath heroes hill himſelf hoft Homer Iliad Ireland Iriſh king laſt lift midſt mift miſt moffy moft Moi-lena Morni Morven moſt muſt night occafion Ofcar Offian pafs perfon Picts poem poet poetry poffeffed praiſe prefent raiſed reft rife rock roes rofe rolled Scots Selma ſhall ſon ſtate ſteps Strutha Sul-malla Temora thee thefe themſelves theſe thofe thoſe thou tomb Uthal voice warriors waves winds
Populaire passages
Pagina 262 - In thoughts from the visions of the night, when deep sleep falleth on men, fear came upon me, and trembling, which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face ; the hair of my flesh stood up. It stood still, but I could not discern the form thereof: an image was before mine eyes, there was silence, and I heard a voice, saying, "Shall mortal man be more just than God?
Pagina 15 - The days of my years begin to fail: I feel the weaknefs of my arm. My fathers bend from their clouds, to receive their grey-hair'd fon.
Pagina 298 - Like Autumn's dark storms pouring from two echoing hills, towards each other approached the heroes; as two dark streams from high rocks meet and roar on the plain, loud, rough, and dark in battle, meet Lochlin and Inisfail.
Pagina 235 - He sighed thrice over the hero : thrice the winds of night roared around ! Many were his words to Oscar; but they only came by halves to our ears ; they were dark as the tales of other times, before the light of the song arose.
Pagina 217 - ... The genius of men is then much turned to admiration and astonishment. Meeting with many objects, to them new and strange, their imagination Is kept glowing, and their passions are often raised to the utmost. They think and express themselves boldly, and without restraint. In the progress of society, the genius and manners of men undergo a change more favourable to accuracy, than to strength or sublimity.
Pagina 261 - A dark red stream of fire comes down from the hill. Crugal sat upon the beam : he that lately fell by the hand of Swaran striving in the battle of heroes. His face is like the beam of the setting moon : his robes are of the clouds of the hill : his eyes are like two decaying flames. Dark is the wound on his breast. The stars dim-twinkled through his form ; and his voice was like the sound of a distant stream.
Pagina 24 - Ossian to order a funeral elegy to be sung over the grave of Cairbar, it being the opinion of the times that the souls of the dead could not be happy till their elegies were sung by a bard.
Pagina 14 - O warriors, in the day of our fall. Then let us be renowned when we may; and leave our fame behind us, like the...
Pagina 320 - Mr Macpherson's translation is, we must never forget, whilst we read it, that we are putting the merit of the original to a severe test. For, we are examining a poet stripped of his native dress: divested of the harmony of his own numbers. We know how much grace and energy the works of the Greek and Latin poets receive from the charm of versification in their original languages.
Pagina 180 - The times of regular government, and polished manners, are therefore to be wished for by the feeble and weak in mind. An unsettled state, and those convulsions which attend it, is the proper field for an exalted character, and the exertion of great parts. Merit there rises always superior; no fortuitous event can raise the timid and mean into power. To...