The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2W. Miller, 1805 - Scottish Gaelic poetry |
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... hear no distant roar of streams ! No sound of the harp , from the rock ! Come , thou huntress of Lutha , Mal- vina , call back his soul to the bard . I look for- * The bards distinguished those compositions , in which the narration is ...
... hear no distant roar of streams ! No sound of the harp , from the rock ! Come , thou huntress of Lutha , Mal- vina , call back his soul to the bard . I look for- * The bards distinguished those compositions , in which the narration is ...
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... in Lyric measure , and set to music ; which is wild and simple , and so inimitably suited to the situation of the unhappy lady , that few can hear it without tears . " Who art thou , " said Fingal , " 12 CATH - LODA :
... in Lyric measure , and set to music ; which is wild and simple , and so inimitably suited to the situation of the unhappy lady , that few can hear it without tears . " Who art thou , " said Fingal , " 12 CATH - LODA :
Page 46
... . -dreadful sounds I hear , And the dire form of hostile gods appear . DRYDEN . + Dersagrena - The brightness of a sun - beam . Comala - The maid of the pleasant brow . COMALA . O Carun * of the streams ! why 46 COMALA :
... . -dreadful sounds I hear , And the dire form of hostile gods appear . DRYDEN . + Dersagrena - The brightness of a sun - beam . Comala - The maid of the pleasant brow . COMALA . O Carun * of the streams ! why 46 COMALA :
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... hear the voice of the king no more . COMALA . Ruin Confusion pursue thee over thy plains ! overtake thee , thou king of the world ! Few be thy steps to thy grave ; and let one virgin mourn thee ! Let her be like Comala , tearful in the ...
... hear the voice of the king no more . COMALA . Ruin Confusion pursue thee over thy plains ! overtake thee , thou king of the world ! Few be thy steps to thy grave ; and let one virgin mourn thee ! Let her be like Comala , tearful in the ...
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... hear the voice of Comala ! COMALA . I Take me to the cave of thy rest , O lovely son of death ! FINGAL . Come to the cave of my rest . The storm is past , the sun is on our fields . Come to the cave of my rest , huntress of echoing ...
... hear the voice of Comala ! COMALA . I Take me to the cave of thy rest , O lovely son of death ! FINGAL . Come to the cave of my rest . The storm is past , the sun is on our fields . Come to the cave of my rest , huntress of echoing ...
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Annir arms arose art thou Balclutha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood breast Cairbar Carril Carthon cave chace chief Clessammor clouds Clutha Colmal Comala Comhal Connal Crimora Croma Crugal Cuthullin Dargo dark dark-brown daugh daughter Daura death distant dost thou Duchomar Dunthalmo Duth-carmor dwelling echoing Erin eyes fame father feast feeble fell Fingal fled friends Frothal Gaul ghosts gloomy grief hair hall hand harp hear heard heath heroes Hidallan hill king lift Lochlin Loda maid Malvina meteor midst mighty mist Moina moon Morna Morni Morven mossy mournful night Oithona Oscar Ossian poem race raised Rathmor renowned rise roar rock rolled rose rushed sails Scandinavia Selma shield sigh song sons soul sound spear Starno steel stood storm strangers stream sun-beam Swaran sword tears thee tomb Torman tree trembling Trenmor Ullin vale voice warriors waves white-bosomed winds youth