 O sun, in the strength of thy youth ! Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon when it shines through broken clouds, and the mist is on the hills : the blast of the north is on the plain ; the traveller shrinks in the midst...  The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson - Pagina 81door Ossian - 1790Volledige weergave - Over dit boek
 | Edmund Burke - 1800 - 648 pagina’s
...deep in thy clouds, care-left of the voice of the morning.— —Exult then, O fun, in the drength of thy youth. Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon *, when it (bines through broken clouds, and the mid is on the hilts ; the blad of the north is on the plain,... | |
 | Edmund Burke - 1762 - 666 pagina’s
...of the weft. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a feafon, and thy years will have an end, Thou ihalt fleep in thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the...is like the glimmering light of the moon *, when it mines through broken clouds, .and die mift is on the hills ; the blaft of the north is on the plain,... | |
 | 1762 - 618 pagina’s
...have an end. Thou (halt fleep ¿i thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the morning. Exult then, О fun, in the ftrength of thy youth. Age is dark and...is like the glimmering light of the moon *, when it ihines through broken clouds, and the mill is on the hills ; the blaft of the north is on the plain,... | |
 | 1765 - 416 pagina’s
...diminifh'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name Q Sun! * "* iclouds, carelefs of the voice of the morning* Exult then,...clouds, and the mift is on the hills ; the blaft of the north is on the plain, the traveller fhrinks in the midft of his journey. THE THE . i DEATH of... | |
 | 1773 - 432 pagina’s
...of the weft. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a feafon, thy years will have an end. Thou malt deep in thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the morning....Age is dark and unlovely > it is like the glimmering mering light of the moon, when it fliines through broken clouds, and the mift is on the hills ; the... | |
 | 1781 - 316 pagina’s
...end. Thou fliajt fleep *' in thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the " morning. Exult, then, O Sun, in the " ftrength of thy youth ! Age is dark and "..." the moon when it fhines through broken " clouds ; the blaft of the north is on the " plain, and the traveller flmnks in the midH * of his journey."... | |
 | 1783 - 274 pagina’s
...Hide their diminish'd heads ; ro thee I call , But with no friendly voice ; and add thy name/ O Sun ! is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon , when it shinesthrough broken clouds , and the mi ft is on the hills; the blaft of the north is on the plain... | |
 | 1784 - 432 pagina’s
...when thunder rolls; and lightning flies; thou lookeft in thy beauty, from the clouds, and laugheft at the ftorm. But to Offian, thou lookeft in vain...Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering mering light of the moon, when it fhineS through broken clouds, and tne mift is on the hills; the blaft... | |
 | 1791 - 822 pagina’s
...malt fleep in thy clouds, carelcfs of the voice of the moming. Exult then, О Sun, in the ftrcngth of thy youth ! Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon when it mines through broken clouds ; the blaft of the north is on the plain, and the traveller (hrinks in... | |
 | Colin Macfarquhar, George Gleig - 1797 - 430 pagina’s
...an end : thou ihalt deep in thy clouds, care•lefs of the voice of the morning. — Exult then, О fun, in the ftrength of thy youth ! age is dark and...is like the glimmering light of the moon, when it mines through broken clouds, and the mill is on the hills, the howling blaft of the north is on the... | |
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