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Page 87
... hear me from the darkness of Clora , O son of Colgach , hear ! No rustling , like the eagle's wing , comes over the course of my streams . Deep bosomed in the midst of the desert , O king of Strumon , hear ! Dwellest thou in the shadowy ...
... hear me from the darkness of Clora , O son of Colgach , hear ! No rustling , like the eagle's wing , comes over the course of my streams . Deep bosomed in the midst of the desert , O king of Strumon , hear ! Dwellest thou in the shadowy ...
Page 221
... hear you , while yet it is dark , to please and awake my soul . I hear you not , ye sons of song ; in what hall of the clouds is your rest ? Do you touch the shadowy harp , robed with morning mist , where the rustling sun comes forth ...
... hear you , while yet it is dark , to please and awake my soul . I hear you not , ye sons of song ; in what hall of the clouds is your rest ? Do you touch the shadowy harp , robed with morning mist , where the rustling sun comes forth ...
Page 405
... hear of thee ; they shall hear of the fallen Morar . XIII . 9 RAISE high the stones ; collect the earth : preserve the name of Fear - comhraic . Blow , winds , from all your hills ; sigh on the grave of Muirnin . The dark rock hangs ...
... hear of thee ; they shall hear of the fallen Morar . XIII . 9 RAISE high the stones ; collect the earth : preserve the name of Fear - comhraic . Blow , winds , from all your hills ; sigh on the grave of Muirnin . The dark rock hangs ...
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