He lifted high his shadowy spear ! He bent forward his dreadful height. Fingal, advancing, drew his sword. the blade of dark-brown Luno. The gleaming path of the steel winds through the gloomy ghost. The form fell shapeless into air, like a column of... The Poems of Ossian - Page 2331810Full view - About this book
| Natham Drake - English literature - 1800 - 510 pages
...drew his sworu ; the blade of dark-brown Luno. The gleaming path of the steel winds thro1 the gloomy ghost. The form fell shapeless into air, like a column...shrieked, as, rolled into himself, he rose on the wind. Inistere shook at the sound. The waves heard it on the deep. They stopped, in their course, with fear."*... | |
| Ossian - 1805 - 244 pages
...his «vord; the blade of dark-brown Luno '. The gleaming path of the steel winds through the ploomy ghost. The form fell shapeless into air, like a column...the staff of the boy disturbs, as it rises from the half-estinguished furnace. The spirit of Loda shrieked, as, rolled into himself, he rose on the wind.... | |
| Ossian - 1805 - 648 pages
...Macbeth, v. 7. As easy mayst thou the intrenchant air With thy keen sword impress, as make me bleed. Or, " The form fell shapeless into air, like a column of...which the staff" of the boy disturbs as it rises," &c. But " the form fell shapeless," was suggested by the context in Milton, ?W. 351. which the staff... | |
| Ann Doherty - 1812 - 414 pages
...his sword, the blade of dark brown LUIIO. The gleaming path of the steel nind» through the gloomy ghost. The form fell shapeless into air, like a column...boy disturbs, as it rises from the half-extinguished furna'e.'1 Oman. THUS the days passed on in calm and placid delight. Dunthalmo daily grew better, and... | |
| John Hughes - Druids and druidism - 1818 - 378 pages
...drew his sword. the blade of dark-brown Luno. The gleaming path of the steel winds through the gloomy ghost. The form fell shapeless into air, like a column...stopped, in their course, with fear : the friends of Fin gal started at once, and took their heavy spears. They missed the king; they rose in rage ; all... | |
| John Pierpont - Recitations - 1823 - 492 pages
...drew his sword ; the blade of dark-brown Luno. The gleaming path of the steel winds through the gloomy ghost. The form fell shapeless into air, like a column...shrieked, as, rolled into himself, he rose 'on the wind. Inislore shook at the sound. The waves heard it on the deep : they stopped, in their course, with fear... | |
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