The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2J. D. Dewick, 1803 |
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... 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 Oscar , “ behold the chief , like the dim meteor of ...
... 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 Oscar , “ behold the chief , like the dim meteor of ...
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... fame ! " 66 Where , " said the youth , " shall I search for fame to gladden the soul of Lamor ? From whence ́shall I return with renown , that the sound of my arms may be pleasant in his ear ? If I go to the chace of Lamor will not ...
... fame ! " 66 Where , " said the youth , " shall I search for fame to gladden the soul of Lamor ? From whence ́shall I return with renown , that the sound of my arms may be pleasant in his ear ? If I go to the chace of Lamor will not ...
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... fame , where Caros fled from thy lifted sword . Darkness comes on my soul , O fair Daughter of Toscar ! I behold not the form of my son at Carun ; nor the figure of Oscar on Crona . The rustling winds have carried him far away ; and the ...
... fame , where Caros fled from thy lifted sword . Darkness comes on my soul , O fair Daughter of Toscar ! I behold not the form of my son at Carun ; nor the figure of Oscar on Crona . The rustling winds have carried him far away ; and the ...
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... fame is bright before me , like the streak of light on a cloud , when the broad sun comes forth , red traveller of the sky ! " " Grandson of Branno , " I said ; " not Oscar alone shall meet the foe . I rush forward , thro ' ocean , to ...
... fame is bright before me , like the streak of light on a cloud , when the broad sun comes forth , red traveller of the sky ! " " Grandson of Branno , " I said ; " not Oscar alone shall meet the foe . I rush forward , thro ' ocean , to ...
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... fame of the king had been heard . Trathal came forth be- fore his father , and the foes failed , in echoing Cara- cha . The years that are past , my son , are marked with mighty deeds . " † . In clouds rose the eastern light . The foe ...
... fame of the king had been heard . Trathal came forth be- fore his father , and the foes failed , in echoing Cara- cha . The years that are past , my son , are marked with mighty deeds . " † . In clouds rose the eastern light . The foe ...
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arms art thou Atha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood blue streams Cairbar Calmar car-borne Carril Cathmor cave chace chief Clono cloud Cona Connal Cormac Cromla Cuthullin Dar-thula dark dark-brown darkened daugh daughter death distant dost thou echoing Erin Erin's eyes fame father feast feeble fell field fight Fillan Fingal Firbolg fled Foldath friends Gaul ghosts grey grief hair hall harp hear heard heath heroes hill Inis-huna Ireland king of Morven king of swords Lego lift light Lochlin maid midst mighty mist Moi-lena Mora Morni mossy mournful Nathos night Oscar Ossian poem renown rise roar rock roes rolled rose rush Ryno Selma Semo shield side sigh silent song sons soul sound spear steel steps storm stream Strutha Sul-malla Swaran sword tears Temora thee thine Thou art thro tomb Torman Trenmor Ullin Uthal vale voice warrior waves wind youth
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Page 39 - STAR of descending night ! fair is thy light in the west ! thou liftest thy unshorn head from thy cloud : thy steps are stately on thy hill. What dost thou behold in the plain ? The stormy winds are laid. The murmur of the torrent comes from afar. Roaring waves climb the distant rock.
Page 98 - O Oscar ! bend the strong in arm ; but spare the feeble hand. Be thou a stream of many tides against the foes of thy people ; but like the gale that moves the grass to those who ask thine aid. — So Tremor lived; such Trathal was ; and such has Fingal been. My arm was the support of the injured ; and the weak rested behind the lightning of my steel.
Page 202 - The blue waves of Ullin roll in light; the green hills are covered with day; trees shake their dusky heads in the breeze.
Page 49 - Roll on, ye dark-brown years ; ye bring no joy on your course! Let the tomb open to Ossian, for his strength has failed. The sons of song are gone to rest. My voice remains, like a blast that roars lonely on a sea-surrounded rock, after the winds are laid.
Page 31 - He sleeps in the mild beams of the sun; he awakes amidst a storm ; the red lightning flies around : trees shake their heads to the wind ! He looks back with joy, on the day of the sun ; and the pleasant dreams of his rest...
Page 190 - The remembrance of battles past, and the return of peace is compared to the sun returning after a storm : " Hear the battle of Lora! the sound of its steel is long since past: so thunder on the darkened hill roars, and is no more ; the sun returns with his silent beams; the glittering rocks, and green heads of the mountains, smile.
Page 46 - ... please the soul. It is like soft mist that, rising from a lake, pours on the silent vale ; the green flowers are filled with dew, but the sun returns in his strength, and the mist is gone Why art thou sad, O Armin, chief of sea-surrounded Gorma?
Page 48 - Before morning appeared, her voice was weak; it died away like the evening breeze among the grass of the rocks. Spent with grief, she expired, and left thee, Armin, alone.
Page 341 - Did not Ossian hear a voice ? or is it the sound of days that are no more? Often, like the evening sun, comes the memory of former times on my soul.