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Page 125
... field of heroes ! " King of Erin , " Malthos said , " it is THINE to lead in war . THOU art a fire to our eyes , on the dark - brown field . Like a blast THOU hast past over hosts . THOU hast laid them low in blood . But who has heard ...
... field of heroes ! " King of Erin , " Malthos said , " it is THINE to lead in war . THOU art a fire to our eyes , on the dark - brown field . Like a blast THOU hast past over hosts . THOU hast laid them low in blood . But who has heard ...
Page 132
... field . Its course is never on hills , nor mossy vales of wind . So shall not Cathmor de- part . No boy in the field was he , who only marks the bed of roes ** , upon the echoing hills . My issuing forth was with kings . My joy in ...
... field . Its course is never on hills , nor mossy vales of wind . So shall not Cathmor de- part . No boy in the field was he , who only marks the bed of roes ** , upon the echoing hills . My issuing forth was with kings . My joy in ...
Page 189
... field is silent . On their wings , the blasts of 17 Deep rolled into the field of night , they spread their hum- ming tribes . ] See above 14. and ii . 17. From DRYDEN's Vir- gil , vi . 957 . Thick as the humming bees that hunt the ...
... field is silent . On their wings , the blasts of 17 Deep rolled into the field of night , they spread their hum- ming tribes . ] See above 14. and ii . 17. From DRYDEN's Vir- gil , vi . 957 . Thick as the humming bees that hunt the ...
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aislin Alpin arms art thou Atha bards battle beam behold bends beneath blast blood bosom breast brow Cairbar Cathmor chief Clatho Clono cloud Cormac Dargo dark daughter death Dermid descend Earse echoing EPIC POEM Erin eyes fair fall fame father feast fell field Fillan Fingal Firbolg fire flies Foldath Gaul ghosts gleaming grey hall harp head hear heard heath heaven hero hill hunter Iliad imitation king Lego light locks Loda look Lumon MACPHERSON maid midst mighty mist Moi-lena moon Morven mountains mournful night o'er Oscar Ossian plain poem POPE's race rise roar rock roes rolled rose round rush sable Selma shield side sighs silent Somerled song soul sound spear sruth starry plough steel stood storm stream strife Sul-malla sword tears Temora thee thou Thuit tomb tree trembling Trenmor Ullin vale voice warrior waves winds wing youth