An gaidheal: paipeir-naidheachd agus leabhar-sgeoil gaidhealach, Volume 4;Volume 6Mac-Neacail 'sa Chuideachd, 1877 |
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Pagina 152 - Cameron's gathering" rose! The war-note of Lochiel, which Albyn's hills Have heard, and heard, too, have her Saxon foes: — How in the noon of night that pibroch thrills, Savage and shrill! But with the breath which fills Their...
Pagina 318 - But he answered one of them and said, 'Friend, I do thee no wrong. Didst not thou agree with me for a penny?
Pagina 317 - And Pharaoh said, Who is the LoRD, that I should obey his voice to let Israel go? I know not the LoRD, neither will I let Israel go.
Pagina 189 - They fling their weapons down. Each rushes to his hero's grasp: their sinewy arms bend round each other: they turn from side to side, and strain and stretch their large spreading limbs below. But when the pride of their strength arose, they shook the hill with their heels. Rocks tumble from their places on high; the green-headed bushes are overturned. At length the strength of Swaran fell; the king of the groves is bound.
Pagina 188 - shall sleep on clay-cold earth." " My choice, though now so weak and dark, was Terman's battling king ; I promised with my hand to win the hero's dark-brown shield." " Blest and victorious be my chiefs," said Fingal of the mildest look.
Pagina 188 - Ossian king of many songs, be near your father's arm!" We reared the sun-beam* of battle; the standard of the king ! Each hero exulted with joy, as, waving, it flew on the wind. It was studded with gold above, as the blue wide shell of the nightly sky. Each hero had his standard too ; and each his gloomy men ! ' ' Behold," said the king of generous shells,
Pagina 342 - Oscar," said the dark-red Cairbar, " I behold the spear of Erin. The spear of Temora glitters in thy hand, son of woody Morven ! It was the pride of an hundred kings. The death of heroes of old. Yield it, son of Ossian, yield it to carborne Cairbar !
Pagina 273 - The Books of the Old Testament Translated into Irish by the Care and Diligence of Doctor William Bedel, Late Bishop of Kilmore in Ireland, And, For the publick good of that Nation. Printed at London, Anno Dom. MDCLXXXV.
Pagina 344 - of aged chiefs : the howling of my dogs : the sudden bursts of the song of grief, have melted Oscar's soul. My soul, that never melted before. It was like the steel of my sword. Ossian, carry me to my hills ! Raise the stones of my renown. Place the horn of a deer : place my sword by my side. The torrent hereafter may raise the earth : the hunter may find the steel and say, " This has been Oscar's sword, the pride of other years !" " Fallest thou, son of my fame ! shall I...
Pagina 28 - Keeper of the Records of the Isles in the time of the old Lords of the Isles. After the forfeiture of the Lord of the Isles the Macfies followed the MacDonalds of Islay. The Macfies appear to have remained in the possession of Colonsay till the middle of the seventeenth...