Der Stil des Macphersonschen OssianMayer & Müller, 1904 - 82 pages |
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... heath . I am light as the blast of Cromla , and I move like the shadow of mist . Connal , son of Colgar , I see the dark cloud of death : it hovers over the plains of Lena . The sons of green Erin shall fall . Remove from the field of ...
... heath . I am light as the blast of Cromla , and I move like the shadow of mist . Connal , son of Colgar , I see the dark cloud of death : it hovers over the plains of Lena . The sons of green Erin shall fall . Remove from the field of ...
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... heath , hill , vale , cave , rock . Das Meer und seine Erscheinungen stehen zurück ; wir haben es vorzugsweise mit Landepen zu tun . Nur Ströme und vereinzelt auch die Seen spielen eine bedeutendere Rolle . Der Bergstrom mit seiner ...
... heath , hill , vale , cave , rock . Das Meer und seine Erscheinungen stehen zurück ; wir haben es vorzugsweise mit Landepen zu tun . Nur Ströme und vereinzelt auch die Seen spielen eine bedeutendere Rolle . Der Bergstrom mit seiner ...
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... heath II , 104 . Die Abschlüsse sind in ähnlicher Weise gehalten : 1. Wie eine Fanfare ist der Ausklang : But my fame shall remain , and grow like the oak of Morven ! II , 270 . Ein Segensspruch schließt ab : Blest be thy soul , thou ...
... heath II , 104 . Die Abschlüsse sind in ähnlicher Weise gehalten : 1. Wie eine Fanfare ist der Ausklang : But my fame shall remain , and grow like the oak of Morven ! II , 270 . Ein Segensspruch schließt ab : Blest be thy soul , thou ...
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... fly before them that fathers delight in their sons III , 103. The shields that hang on high , in Ossian's hall III , 83. Night is around the hero ; and his thousands spread on the heath III , 145. kindle the memory 37.
... fly before them that fathers delight in their sons III , 103. The shields that hang on high , in Ossian's hall III , 83. Night is around the hero ; and his thousands spread on the heath III , 145. kindle the memory 37.
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Walther Drechsler. spread on the heath III , 145. kindle the memory of the king III , 57. Meteors roll around the maid ; and moon- beams lift her soul II , 94. he stood like a rock in the midst of a roaring sea II , 151. Weitaus am ...
Walther Drechsler. spread on the heath III , 145. kindle the memory of the king III , 57. Meteors roll around the maid ; and moon- beams lift her soul II , 94. he stood like a rock in the midst of a roaring sea II , 151. Weitaus am ...
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Adjektiv Allegorie Alliteration amidst Apposition Ballade bards battle beam Beiwörtern bending blast blue breeze bright Cairbar chief clouds Comala comes Cona Connal Cuchullin curling dark dark rider dark-brown daughter dauntless death deeds deep desart Dichter distant dweller ecchoing eyes fair feeble fell field fierce Fingal friend gälischen Genitiv ghosts Gleichnisse gloomy Grainne grass gray green grove hair head hear heath heaven heavy helmet heroes hill historische Präsens king klassizistischen läßt light Lismore Lismorebuch look love lovely maid manly meteor mighty mist moon Morna Morven mossy mournful night noble ocean Oscar Ossian pale poetische Rede roar roaring rock rolling round rushed rustling Sätze schmückenden shells shield side silent snow soft song soul sound sounding spear spirit stark stars steel Stil stilistischen stood storm stream sun-beam sweet sword tall terrible thee thou thousand times of old vale Vergleichung voice Volksballade waves white wind windy woods
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Page 66 - When through the clouds he drives the trembling doves ; As from the god she flew with furious pace, Or as the god, more furious...
Page 8 - Fingal, an Ancient Epic Poem in Six Books: Together with Several Other Poems, Composed by Ossian, the Son of Fingal. Translated from the Galic Language, by James Macpherson.
Page 24 - On a rock, whose haughty brow Frowns o'er old Conway's foaming flood, Robed in the sable garb of woe, With haggard eyes the poet stood ; (Loose his beard and hoary hair, Stream'd like a meteor to the troubled air,) And with a master's hand and prophet's fire Struck the deep sorrows of his lyre...
Page 10 - DAUGHTER of heaven, fair art thou ! the silence of thy face is pleasant ! Thou comest forth in loveliness. The stars attend thy blue course in the east. The clouds rejoice in thy presence, O moon! they brighten their dark-brown sides.
Page 18 - Tho' gods assembled grace his tow'ring height, Than what more humble mountains offer here, Where, in their blessings, all those gods appear. See Pan with flocks, with fruits Pomona crown'd ; Here blushing Flora paints th...
Page 28 - The Celts, with their vehement reaction against the despotism of fact, with their sensuous nature, their manifold striving, their adverse destiny, their immense calamities, the Celts are the prime authors of this vein of piercing regret and passion, — of this Titanism in poetry. A famous book, Macpherson's Ossian, carried in the last century this vein like a flood of lava through Europe.
Page 10 - A dark red stream of fire comes down from the hill. Crugal sat upon the beam : he that lately fell by the hand of Swaran striving in the battle of heroes. His face is like the beam of the setting moon : his robes are of the clouds of the hill : his eyes are like two decaying flames. Dark is the wound on his breast. The stars dim-twinkled through his form ; and his voice was like the sound of a distant stream.
Page 22 - The Celt's quick feeling for what is noble and distinguished gave his poetry style ; his indomitable personality gave it pride and passion; his sensibility and nervous exaltation gave it a better gift still, the gift of rendering with wonderful felicity the magical charm of nature.
Page 10 - Swaran, striving in the battle of heroes. His face is like the beam of the setting moon. His robes are of the clouds of the hill. His eyes are two decaying flames. Dark is the wound of his breast! ,, Crugal...
Page 62 - As a hundred winds on Morven ; as the streams of a hundred hills ; as clouds fly successive over heaven ; as the dark ocean assails the shore of the desert : so roaring, so vast, so terrible the armies mixed on Lena's echoing heath.