 | Edward Davies - Celtic poetry - 1825 - 356 pages
...mighty Ossian ! My sighs arise with the beam of the east; My tears descend with the drops of night. I was a lovely tree in thy presence, Oscar, With all my branches around me ; But thy death came, like a blast from the desut, And laid my green head low. The spring... | |
 | John Warner Barber - History - 1836 - 598 pages
...saw the lovely trees, and wondered how they grew so lonely. The blast of the desert came by nighl, and laid their green heads low. Next day he returned,...but they were •withered, and the heath was bare." a shining example of faiih. When his dearest friends were forgotten, CHRIST still lived in his remembrance.... | |
 | Connecticut - 1837 - 594 pages
...hill. The traveler saw the lovely trees, and wondered how they grew so lonely. The blast of the desert came by night- and laid their green heads low. Next...returned, but they were withered, and the heath was bare." This monument, erected as a tribute of filial affection, is sacred to the memory of the Rev. James... | |
 | Bards and bardism - 1847 - 398 pages
...hill. The traveller saw the lovely trees and wondered how they grew so lonely. The blast of the desert came by night, and laid their green heads low. Next...that I cannot forbear giving it a place also. " I saw a lovely tree in thy presence , Oscar ! with all my branches round me. But thy death came, like... | |
 | Hubert Ashton Holden - 1864 - 692 pages
...; the traveller saw the lovely trees, and wondered how they grew so lonely: the blast of the desert came, by night, and laid their green heads low ; next...returned, but they were withered, and the heath was bare. Dar-thula stood in silent grief, and beheld their fall; no tear is in her eye : but her look is wildly... | |
 | 1865 - 838 pages
...hill. The traveller saw the lonely trees, and wondered how they grew so lonely. The blast of the desert came by night, and laid their green heads low. Next...; but they were withered and the heath was bare." In describing gloomy and desolate scenes even Homer does not excel Ossian ; in proof of this we need... | |
 | James Tod - India - 1873 - 798 pages
...canticles of the Royal Bard of Jerusalem, will be brought to mind in the reply of the Purohit — ' I was a lovely tree in thy presence, Oscar, with all my branches around me ;" &c. t Sang is a lance about ten feet long, covered with plates of iron about four feet... | |
 | Cassell, ltd - 1883 - 562 pages
...the traveller saw Их lovely trocs, and wondered how they grew so lonely : tb blast of the desert came, by night, and laid their green heads low ; next...returned, but they were withered, and the heath was bare ! Dar-thula stood in silent grief, and beheld their falL X« tear is in her eye. But her look is wildly... | |
 | Wolf Gerhard Schmidt - Literary forgeries and mystifications - 2003 - 612 pages
...oaks which stood alone on the hill; the traveller saw the lovely trees, and wondered how they grew so lonely; the blast of the desart came, by night,...returned, but they were withered, and the heath was bare. ™ Während Schönheit wie gesagt eine soziale Qualität darstellt, gehört Erhabenheit zu den Affekten... | |
 | Dafydd Moore - Celts in literature - 2004 - 612 pages
...the traveller faw the lovely trees and wondered how they grew fo lonely. ; the blaft of the defart came, by night, and laid their green heads low; next...returned but they were withered, and the heath, was bare. DAR-THUL A flood in filent grief, and beheld their fall ; no tear is in her eye : but her look is wildly... | |
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They fell, like three young oaks which stood alone on " the hill. The traveller saw the lovely trees, and " wondered how they grew so lonely. The blast of the " desert came by night, and laid their green heads low. " Next day he returned; but they were... 
