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Why art thou sad, Hidallan ! hast thou not received thy fame ? The songs of
Ossian have been heard ; thy ghost has brightened in wind, when thou didst
bend from thy cloud, to hear the song of Morven's bard!" "And do thine eyes," said
The king's soul was sad for Comala, and his eyes could not behold the chief.
Lonely, sad along the heath, he slowly moved, with silent steps. His arms hang
disordered on his side. His hair flies loose from his brow. The tear is in his down-
My eyes discern it not ; there rests the noble Garmallon, who never fled from war !
Come, thou renowned in battle, he says, come to thy father's tomb. How am I
renowned, Garmallon ? my son has fled from war !" " King of the streamy Balva !
Why should mine eyes return to the dim times of old, ere yet the song had bursted
forth, like the sudden rising of winds ? But the years, that are past, are marked
with mighty deeds. As the nightly rider of waves looks up to Tonthena of beams ...
It was the young branch of green Inis-huna, Sul-malla of blue eyes. She sent the
bard from her rock, to bid us to her feast. Amidst the song we sat down, in Cluba's
echoing hall. White moved the hands of Sul-malla, on the trembling strings.
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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