...Inisfail. Chief mixes his strokes with chief, and man with man! Steel sounds on steel, and helmets are cleft on high: blood bursts and smokes around...polished yews: darts rush along the sky: spears fall like circles of light which gild the stormy face of night. " As the noise of the troubled ocean when roll...

...with chief, and man with man ; steel, clanging, sounds on steel. Helmets are cleft on high. Blood so be another Yarrow! "If Care with freezing: years should...melancholy; Should life be dull, and spirits low, 'Twill 85 the waves on high; as the last peal of thunder in heaven, such is the din of war! Though Cormac's...

...Ossian and Chateaubriand deal with fighting. In thé battle between Lochlin and Inis-fail, « Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes around. Strings murmur on thé polished yews. Darts rush along thé sky. Spears fall like thé circles of light, which gild thé...

...descriptions, such as the following battle scene between Irish and Scandinavian armies in Fingal: "Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes around....fall like the circles of light which gild the face of the night" (233). Yet Ossian's language purposefully distracts us from the brutality it implies: the...

...chief mixed his strokes with chief, and man with man — steel clanging sounded on steel — helmets are cleft on high — blood bursts and smokes around — strings murmur on the polished yew — darts rush along the sky — spears fall like the circles of light, which brighten the face...