 | Fragments - 1760 - 82 pages
...tell not that he is coming. Here I muft fit alone. BUT who are thefe that lie beyond me on the heath ? Are they my love and my brother ? — Speak to me, O my friends! they anfwer not. My foul is tormented with fears. Ah ! they are <lead. Their fwords are red... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1761 - 380 pages
...tell not that he is coming. Here I muft fit alone. But who are thefe that lie beyond me on the Heath? Are they my Love and my Brother ? — Speak to me, O my Friends ! they anfwer not> My Soul is tormented with Feats.— — Ah ! they are dead. Their Swords... | |
 | Robert Dodsley - 1761 - 378 pages
...tell not that he is coming. Here I mud fit alone. But who are thefe that lie beyond me on the Heath ? Are they "my Love and my Brother ?— Speak to me, O my Friends ! they anfwer not. My Soul is tormented with Fears.- -- Ah ! they are dead. Their Swords are... | |
 | 1765 - 416 pages
...tell not that he is coming. Here I muft fit alone. BUT who are thefe that lie beyond me on the heath ? Are they my love and my brother ?-- -Speak to me, O my friends ! they anfwer not. My foul is tormented with fears. Ah ! they are dead. Their fwords are red... | |
 | Daniel Webb - 1787 - 276 pages
...not that he is coming. 'Here I muft fit alone. BUT who arc thefe that lie beyond me on the heath ? Are they my love and my brother? — Speak to me O my friends! they anfwer not. My foul is tormented with fears. Ah! they are dead. Their fwords are red... | |
 | Ossian - 1790 - 446 pages
...the calm moon comes forth. The flood is bright in the vale. The rocks are grey on the fteep. I lee him not on the brow. His dogs come not before him,...Are they my love and my brother ? Speak to me, O my friends ! To Col ma they give no reply. Speak to me: I am alone! My foul is tormented with fears !... | |
 | Ossian - 1801 - 344 pages
...coming ? Lo ! the calm moon comes forth. The ftood is bright in the vale. The rocks are grey on tht fieep. I fee him not on the brow. His dogs come not...approach. Here I muft fit alone! Who lie on the heath befideme? Are they my love and my brother? Speak to me, O my friends ! To Colma they give no reply.... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 648 pages
...the calm moon comes forth. The flood is hright in the vale. The rocks arc grey on the steep. I see him not on the brow. His dogs come not before him, with tidings of his near approach. Here I must sit*alone ! Who lie on the heath beside me ? Are they my love and my brother ? Speak to me, О... | |
 | James Macpherson - 1805 - 654 pages
...teU not that be is coming. Here I must sit alone. But who are these that lie beyond me on the heath f Are they my love and my brother ? Speak to me O my friends ! they answer not. My soul is tormented with fears. Ah ! they are dead. Their swords are red... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 656 pages
...tell not that he is coming. Here I must sit alone. But who are these that lie beyond me on the heath ? Are they my love and my brother ? Speak to me O my friends ! they answer not. My soul is tormented with fears. Ah ! they are dead. Their swords are red... | |
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Colma who calls. Here is the tree, and the rock. Salgar, my love! I am here. Why delayest thou thy coming? 
