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Feeble voices are heard on the heath. Oscar drew his sword ! " Come," said the
hero, " O ye ghosts of my fathers ! ye that fought against the kings of the world t
Tell me the deeds of future times ; and your converse in your caves ; when you
The sons of the feeble hereafter will lift the voice on Cona ; and, looking up to the
rocks, say, " Here Ossian dwelt." They shall admire the chiefs of old, the race that
are no more ! while we ride on our clouds, Malvina ! on the wings of the roaring ...
The feeble were not before thee, son of other lands !* Then rose the strife of kings
, about the hill of night ; but it was soft as two summer gales, shaking their light
wings, on a lake. Trenmor yielded to his son ; for the fame of the king had been ...
Let not the children of strangers say, feeble are the sons of Morven ! Be thou, in
battle, a roaring storm : mild as the evening sun in peace ! Tell, Oscar, to Inis-
thona's king, that Fingal remembers his youth ; when we strove in the combat ...
The flies of evening are on their feeble wings ; the hum of their course is on the
field. What dost thou behold, fair light ? But thou dost smile and depart. The
waves come with joy around thee : they bathe thy lovely hair. Farewel, thou silent
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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