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" RYNO The wind and the rain are past: calm is the noon of day. The clouds are divided in heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconstant sun. Red through the stony vale comes down the stream of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs, O stream! but more sweet... "
The Poems of Ossian, the Son of Fingal - Page 55
1799
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Fragments of ancient poetry, collected in the highlands of Scotland, and tr ...

Fragments - 1760
...of day. The clouds are divided in heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconftant fun. Red through the ftony vale comes down the ftream of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs, O flream! but more fweet is the voice I hear. It is the voice of Alpin the fon of the fong, mourning...
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A vindication of natural society, by Edm. Burke. The history and antiquities ...

Robert Dodsley, Joseph Spence, Jean Denis Attiret, William Hay, Nathaniel Lancaster, Charles Whitworth Baron Whitworth, Paul Hentzner - 1761
...Sun. Red through the ftony Vale comes down tha Stream of the Hill. Sweet are thy Murmurs, O Stream ! but more fweet is the Voice I hear. It is the Voice of Alpin the Son of the Song, mourning for the Dead. Bent is his Head of Age, and red his tearful Eye. Alpin, thou...
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Volume 2

1765
...of day. The clouds are divided in heaven. Qver the green hills flies the inconftant fun. Red through the ftony vale comes down the ftream of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs, Q ftream ! but more fweet is the voice I hear. It is the voice of Alpin, the fon of fong, mourning...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Celts - 1773
...fun. Red through the ftony vale comes down the ftrcam of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs, O ftream I but more fweet is the voice I hear. It is the voice...fong, mourning for the dead ! Bent is his head of age ; red his tearful eye. Alpin, thou fon of fong, why alone on the filent hill ? why complaineft thou,...
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Volume 2

Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1783
...day. The clouds are divided in leaven. Over the green hills flies the in•conftant fun. Red through the ftony vale comes down the ftream of the hill....fweet is the voice I hear. It is the voice of Alpin , thefon of fong, mourning for the dead. Bent •is his head of age , and red his tearful eye. Alpin...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Celts - 1784
...day. * The clouds are divided in heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconftant fun. Red through the ftony vale comes down the ftream of the hill....fong, mourning for the dead ! Bent is his head of age; red his tearful eye. Alpin, thou fon of fong, why alone on the filent hill ? why complainef t thou,...
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Literary Amusements: In Verse and Prose

Daniel Webb - 1787 - 76 pages
...heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconftant fun. Red through the ftony vale comes down the ft ream of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs, O ftream! but...Voice I hear. It is the voice of Alpin the fon of the fong, mourning for the dead. Bent is his head of age, and red his tearful eye. Alpin, thou fon...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1790
...divided in heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconftant fun.. Red through the ftony valecomes down the ftream of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs,...fon of fong,. mourning for the dead. ! Bent is his Tiead of age ; red his tearful eye. Alpin, thou fon of fong, why alone on the . filent hill ? why complaineft...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson, Volume 1

Ossian - 1790
...of day. The clouds are divided in heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconftant fun. Red through the ftony vale comes down the ftream of the hill. Sweet are thy murmurs, O ftream ! but morefweet is the voice I hear. It is the voice of Alpin, the fon of fong, mourning for the dead! Bent...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson

Ossian - 1801
...clouds are divided in heaven. Over the green hills flies the inconftant fun. Red through the fiony vale comes down the ftream of the hill. Sweet are...is the voice I hear. It is the voice of Alpin, the Ion of fong, mourning for the dead! Bent is his head of age ; red his tearful eye. Alpin, thou fon...
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