The Poems of OssianW. Bulmer and Company, 1807 |
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Page cii
... cloud of mist on the silent hill ! " " Many , chief of heroes ! I said , " Many are our hands of war . " Well art thou named the Mighty Man : " But many mighty men are seen " From Tura's windy walls . " He spoke , like a wave on a rock ...
... cloud of mist on the silent hill ! " " Many , chief of heroes ! I said , " Many are our hands of war . " Well art thou named the Mighty Man : " But many mighty men are seen " From Tura's windy walls . " He spoke , like a wave on a rock ...
Page cvi
... clouds Behind the red meteors of heaven . 90 The sound of crashing arms ascend . The grey dogs howl between . Unequal bursts the song of battle . Rocking Cromla echoes round . On Lena's dusky heath they stand , Like mist that shades the ...
... clouds Behind the red meteors of heaven . 90 The sound of crashing arms ascend . The grey dogs howl between . Unequal bursts the song of battle . Rocking Cromla echoes round . On Lena's dusky heath they stand , Like mist that shades the ...
Page cvii
... clouds of rain Around the lightning of heaven . At every step is heard the crash of arms ; High - bounding grey - dogs howl between . Half - muttering a song as they move , The heroes advance to battle . † 90 Cromleac shook on the face ...
... clouds of rain Around the lightning of heaven . At every step is heard the crash of arms ; High - bounding grey - dogs howl between . Half - muttering a song as they move , The heroes advance to battle . † 90 Cromleac shook on the face ...
Page cx
... clouds on the hill ! " " Fly , thou man of peace , " said Calmar , " Fly , " said the son of Matha : " Go , Connal ... cloud , by angry ghosts of men : 145 " Amid the tempest let Calmar die , " If ever chase was sport to him , " So much ...
... clouds on the hill ! " " Fly , thou man of peace , " said Calmar , " Fly , " said the son of Matha : " Go , Connal ... cloud , by angry ghosts of men : 145 " Amid the tempest let Calmar die , " If ever chase was sport to him , " So much ...
Page cxii
... clouds , " And Morven echoes over all her oaks ! 170 " But where are my friends in battle ? " The supporters of my arm in danger ! " Where art thou , white - bosom'd Cathbar ? " Where is that cloud in war , Duchomar ? " Hast thou left ...
... clouds , " And Morven echoes over all her oaks ! 170 " But where are my friends in battle ? " The supporters of my arm in danger ! " Where art thou , white - bosom'd Cathbar ? " Where is that cloud in war , Duchomar ? " Hast thou left ...
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