The castles of Wolfnorth & Mont Eagle, by St. Ann

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Page 348 - He lifted high his shadowy spear! He bent forward his dreadful height. Fingal, advancing, drew his sword; the blade of dark-brown Luno.* The gleaming path of the steel winds through the gloomy ghost. The form fell shapeless into air, like a column of smoke, which the staff of the boy disturbs, as it rises from the half-extinguished furnace.
Page 259 - The lightning 20 flies on wings of fire! They frighten not Comala; for Fingal is low. Say, chief of the mournful tale, fell the breaker of the shields? Hidallan. The nations are scattered on their hills! they shall hear the voice of the king no more. Comala. Confusion pursue thee over thy plains!
Page 214 - I beheld thy arms, on thy breast, white tossed amidst thy wandering locks : when the rustling breeze of the morning came from the desert of streams. Hast thou seen thy fathers, Bos-mina, descending in thy dreams ? Arise, daughter of Clatho ; dwells there aught of grief in thy soul ? BOS-MINA. A thin form passed before me, fading as it flew : like the darkening wave of a breeze, along a field of grass.
Page vi - I heard of thy death on the hill; I heard and mourned thee, Shilric!" Yes, my fair, I return; but I alone of my race. Thou shalt see them no more: their graves I raised on the plain. But why art thou on the desert hill? Why on the heath alone? "Alone I am, O Shilric, alone in the winterhouse. With grief for thee I fell, Shilric; I am pale in the tomb.
Page vi - Returnest thou safe from the war? Where are thy friends, my love? I heard of thy death on the hill; I heard and mourned thee, Shilric!

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