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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 !
The rocking hills echoed around ; the starting roes bounded away : and the
trembling ghosts of the dead fled, shrieking on their clouds. So terrible was the
voice of my son, when he called his friends ! A thousand spears arose around ;
The warriors of Caros fled ; Oscar remained like a rock left by the ebbing sea.
Now dark and deep, with all his steeds, Caros rolled his might along : the little
streams are lost in his course ; the earth is rocking round. Battle spreads from
wing to ...
He fled in the season of night. Give thine aid to Cathlin to revenge his father. I
sought thee not as a beam, in a land of clouds. Thou, like the sun, art known, king
of echoing Selma ! Selma's king looked around. In his presence, we rose in arms.
... at the streams of Clutha ! Duth-carmor saw her bright in the hall, he had come,
by night, to Clutha. Cathmol met him, in battle, but the hero fell. Three days dwelt
the foe, with the maid. On the fourth she fled in arms. She remembered A P O E ...
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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