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Fingal is distant far ; he hears the songs of bards in Morven : the wind of his hall
is in his hair. His terrible spear is at his side ; his shield that is like the darkened
moon ! Come to the battle of Oscar ; the hero is alone ! He came not over the ...
A distant torrent faintly roars. Unfrequent blasts rush through aged oaks. The half-
enlightened moon sinks dim and red behind her hill. Feeble voices are heard on
the heath. Oscar drew his sword ! " Come," said the hero, " O ye ghosts of my ...
... that thou mayst remember the hapless in thy distant land." From white breasts
descended the mail. It was the race of kings ; the soft-handed daughter of
Cathmol, at the streams of Clutha ! Duth-carmor saw her bright in the hall, he had
Her tomb is at rushy Lumon, in a distant land. Near it were the steps of Sul-malla,
in the days of grief. She raised the song, for the daughter of strangers, and
touched the mournful harp. Come, from the watching of night, Malvina, lonely
He came forth, at times, in his brightness, to the distant dwelling of foes. His fame
came, like the sound of winds, to Cluba's woody vale."* Darkness dwells in Cluba
of harps : the race of kings is distant far ; in battle is my father Conmor : and ...
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The authenticity of Macpherson’s collection was already controversially judged, when it came, translated in several European languages, to the continent. The author was said having written the poems ... Read full review