| Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - English literature - 1916 - 944 pages
...But to Ossian, thou lookest in vain; for he beholds thy beams no more; whether thy yellow hair [20 flows on the eastern clouds, or thou tremblest at...west. But thou art, perhaps, like me, for a season; thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult... | |
| Franklyn Bliss Snyder, Robert Grant Martin - English literature - 1916 - 566 pages
...when thunder rolls, and lightning flies; thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds, and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian, thou lookest in vain; for...beholds thy beams no more; whether thy yellow hair [20 flows on the eastern clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west. But thou art, perhaps,... | |
| George Benjamin Woods - England - 1916 - 1604 pages
...when thunder rolls and lightning flies, thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds, and laughest at 25 thy yellow hair flows on the eastern clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west. But thou... | |
| Irvah Lester Winter - Elocution - 1928 - 236 pages
...tempests, when thunders roll and lightnings fly, thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian thou lookest in vain; for...beholds thy beams no more; whether thy yellow hair floats on the eastern clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west. But thou art, perhaps, like... | |
| Burton Feldman, Robert D. Richardson - Literary Criticism - 2000 - 596 pages
...the clouds, and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian, thou lookest in vain, for he heholds thy heams no more: whether thy yellow hair flows on the eastern clouds, or thou tremhlest at the gates of the west. But thou art, perhaps, like me, for a season; and thy years will... | |
| Kenneth M. Price - Literary Criticism - 1996 - 392 pages
...when thunder rolls and lightning flies, thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds, and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian thou lookest in vain, for...clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west. WALT WHITMAN. Thou that with fructifying heat and light, o'er myriad farms, o'er land and waters North... | |
| Burton Feldman, Robert D. Richardson - Literary Criticism - 1972 - 598 pages
...when thunder rolls and lightning flies, thou lookest in thy beauty, from the clouds, and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian, thou lookest in vain, for...for a season; and thy years will have an end. Thou shall sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult then, O sun, in the strength... | |
| Wolf Gerhard Schmidt - Literary forgeries and mystifications - 2003 - 612 pages
...Endlichkeit der Sonne selbst. So sinniert Ossian am Ende seines berühmten Sonnengesangs in Carthon: But thou art perhaps, like me, for a season, and thy years will have an end. Thou shall sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult then, O sun, in the strength... | |
| Dafydd Moore - Celts in literature - 2004 - 612 pages
...thou lookeft in thy beauty, from the clouds, and laugheft at the ftorm. But to Oflian, thou lookeft in vain ; for he beholds thy beams no more ; whether thy yellow hair flows on the eaftern clouds, or thou trembleft at the gates of the weft. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a feafon,... | |
| Steve Clark, Masashi Suzuki - Literary Criticism - 2006 - 362 pages
...are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light?' The anger of Milton's Satan here turns to melancholy: 'But to Ossian, thou lookest in vain; for he beholds thy beams no more.'17 The new emphasis is on transience, the mortality of the poet and the contrast between age... | |
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