Der Stil des Macphersonschen OssianMayer & Müller, 1904 - 82 pages |
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... kings ? Go , son of Loda ; his words are but blasts to Fingal : blasts , that , to and fro , roll the thistle , in autum- nal vales . Let each look on his shield , like Trenmor , the ruler of battles . ,, Come down , said the king ...
... kings ? Go , son of Loda ; his words are but blasts to Fingal : blasts , that , to and fro , roll the thistle , in autum- nal vales . Let each look on his shield , like Trenmor , the ruler of battles . ,, Come down , said the king ...
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... king , chief , son maid ; war , battle ; chace ; song , hall , shell ; shield , spear , dagger , mail . Wahl der Umgebung . Die Züge , welche an den Menschen und Begebenheiten zu beobachten sind , finden sich in der Natur und dem Milieu ...
... king , chief , son maid ; war , battle ; chace ; song , hall , shell ; shield , spear , dagger , mail . Wahl der Umgebung . Die Züge , welche an den Menschen und Begebenheiten zu beobachten sind , finden sich in der Natur und dem Milieu ...
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... king of swords , thou most renowned on the hills of Cona ! II , 48 . 2. Meist ist das Finale ein dämmerndes Versinken und Verklingen in Schlaf und Traum , ein Abdämpfen jeder heftigen Bewegung , jedes Lautes zum verhauchenden Flüstern ...
... king of swords , thou most renowned on the hills of Cona ! II , 48 . 2. Meist ist das Finale ein dämmerndes Versinken und Verklingen in Schlaf und Traum , ein Abdämpfen jeder heftigen Bewegung , jedes Lautes zum verhauchenden Flüstern ...
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... king of Morven came : when he came to green Erin to fight with car - borne Cairbar II , 171. We rose on the waves with songs , and rushed , with joy , through the foam of the ocean II , 85. Manchmal reißt der Faden kurz ab , und noch am ...
... king of Morven came : when he came to green Erin to fight with car - borne Cairbar II , 171. We rose on the waves with songs , and rushed , with joy , through the foam of the ocean II , 85. Manchmal reißt der Faden kurz ab , und noch am ...
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... 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 häufigsten be- gegnet das stimmlose s als Alliterationskonsonat : Raise , ye ...
... 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 häufigsten be- gegnet das stimmlose s als Alliterationskonsonat : Raise , ye ...
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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 10 - Daughter of Heaven, fair art thou ! the silence of thy face is pleasant. Thou comest forth in loveliness : the stars attend thy blue steps in the east.
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 - Crugal, or find his lone steps in the 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 ghosts.
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 11 - 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. Who is like thee in heaven, light of the silent night? The stars are ashamed in thy presence.
Page 5 - OSSIAN. The Poems of Ossian in the Original Gaelic. With a Literal Translation into English, and a Dissertation on the Authenticity of the Poems.
Page 11 - Starno sent a dweller of Loda, to bid Fingal to the feast ; but the king remembered the past, and all his rage arose. " Nor Gormal's mossy towers, nor Starno shall Fingal behold. Deaths wander, like shadows, over his fiery soul ! Do I forget that beam of light, the white-handed daughter of -kings ? Go, son of Loda ; his words are wind to Fingal : wind, that, to and fro, drives the thistle, in autumn's dusky vale...
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.