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" I sit alone, O Gaul ! the dark chief of Cuthal is there. He is there in the rage of his love. What can Oithona do ?" A rougher blast rushed through the oak. "
The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal - Page 206
1783
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Poetry - 1773 - 432 pages
...arm. The robe half hid the wound of her breaft. She ftood over the chief, and her voice was feebly heard. " Sleeps the fon of Morni, he that was lovely...fit in my tears in the cave ! Nor do I fit alone, O * Morlo, the fon of Leth, is one of Fingal's moft famous heroes. He and three other men attended Gaul...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Celts - 1784 - 432 pages
...robe half hid the wound of her breaft. She ftood over the chief, and her voice was feebly heard. < f Sleeps the fon of Morni, he that was lovely in the...Tromathon. I fit in my tears in the cave ! Nor do I fit alone,.O * Morlo, the fon of Leth, is one of Fingal's moft famous heroes. He and three other men attended...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1790 - 322 pages
...arm. The robe half hid the wound of her breaft. She ftood over the chief, and her voice was feebly heard. " Sleeps the fon of Morni, he that was lovely...? The fea rolls round the dark ifle of Tromathon. 1 fit in rny tears in the cave ! Nor do I fit alone, O Gaul ! the dark chief of Cuthal is there. He...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson, Volume 1

Ossian - 1790 - 446 pages
...arm. The robe half hid the wound of her breaft. She flood over the chief, and her voice was feebly heard. " Sleeps the fon of Morni, he that was lovely...diftant rock, and the daughter of Nuath low ? The lea rolls round the dark ifle of Tromathon. * Morlo, the fon of Leth, is one of Fingal's moft famous...
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The Poems of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Volume 1

1799 - 252 pages
...her fnowy arm. The robe half hid the wound of her breaft. She flood over the chief, and her voice was heard. " Sleeps the fon of Morni, he that was lovely in the eyes of Oithona ? Sleeps Gaul at the diflant rock, and the daughter of Nuath low? The fea rolls round the dark ifle of Tromathon ; I fit...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson, Volume 1

Ossian - 1801 - 338 pages
...arm. The robe half hid the wound of her breaft. She ftood over the chief, and her voice was feebly heard. "Sleeps the fon of Morni, he that was lovely...chief of Cuthal is there. He is there in the rage of bis love. What can Oithona do ?" A rougher blaft rufhed through the oak. The dream of night departed,...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Bards and bardism - 1803 - 350 pages
...the wound of her breast. She stood over the chief, and her voice was feebly heard. " Sleeps the son of Morni, he that was lovely in the eyes of Oithona ? Sleeps Gaul at the distant rock, and the daughter of Nua'th low ? The sea rolls round the dark isle of Tromathon. I sit...
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The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J ..., Volume 1

Ossian - 1805 - 648 pages
...the wound in her breast. She stood over the chief, and lier voice was feebly heard. " Sleeps the son of Morni, he that was lovely in the eyes of Oithona ? Sleeps Gaul at the distant rockj and the daughter of Nuäth low ? The sea rolls round the dark isle of Tromathon. I sit...
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First book of the Iliad, Battle of the frogs and mice, Hymn to the Delian ...

Homer - 1831 - 154 pages
...the eyes of Morni's son. She stood over the chief, and her voice was feebly heard. " Sleeps the son of Morni, he that was lovely in the eyes of Oithona ! Sleeps Gaul at the distant rock, and the daughter of Nuath low. The sea rolls round the dark isle of Tromathon. Ossian,...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ...

Ossian - 1834 - 218 pages
...•' wound of her breast. She stood over tw chief, and her voice was feebly heard. 'Sleeps the son of Morni, he that was lovely in the eyes of Oithona? Sleeps Gau at the distant rock, and the daughter ol Nuäth low? The sea rolls round the dart isle of Troraáthon....
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