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Page 207
... turned away ) " long have I marked thee in thy steel , young pine of Inis - huna . But my soul , I said , is folded in a storm . Why should that beam arise , till my steps return in peace ? Have I been pale in thy presence , as thou ...
... turned away ) " long have I marked thee in thy steel , young pine of Inis - huna . But my soul , I said , is folded in a storm . Why should that beam arise , till my steps return in peace ? Have I been pale in thy presence , as thou ...
Page 208
... turned from the strife of renown . Soon may I see thee , warrior , from the skirts of the evening mist , when it is rolled around me , on Lona of the streams . While yet thou art distant far , strike , Cathmor , strike the shield , that ...
... turned from the strife of renown . Soon may I see thee , warrior , from the skirts of the evening mist , when it is rolled around me , on Lona of the streams . While yet thou art distant far , strike , Cathmor , strike the shield , that ...
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... turned away . They struck their shields . Their hands were trem- bling on their swords . They rushed into the strife of heroes , for long - haired Strina - dona . Corcul - suran fell in blood . On his isle raged the strength of his ...
... turned away . They struck their shields . Their hands were trem- bling on their swords . They rushed into the strife of heroes , for long - haired Strina - dona . Corcul - suran fell in blood . On his isle raged the strength of his ...
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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