The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson1876 |
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arms art thou Atha Balclutha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood blue streams Cairbar Calmar car-borne Carril Carthon Cathmor cave chief cloud Connal Cormac Crimora Cromla Cuthullin Dar-thula dark dark-brown darkened daugh daughter death distant dost thou echoing Erin Erin's eyes fame fathers feast feeble fell fight Fillan Fingal fled Foldath friends Gaul ghosts gleaming grey grief hair hall harp hear heard heath heaven heroes hill host Joy rose king of Morven king of swords Lathmon Lego lift the spear Lochlin Lubar maid midst mighty mist Moi-lena Morni mossy mournful Nathos night Oscar Ossian renown rise roar rock roes rolled rose rushed Selma Semo shield side sigh silent song sons Sora soul sound steel steps storm stream strife Swaran sword tears Temora thee thine thou art tomb Torman trembling Trenmor Ullin vale voice warriors waves wind youth
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Page 1 - tall as a glittering rock. His spear is a blasted pine. His shield the rising moon ! He sat on the shore! like a cloud of mist on the silent hill. Many, chief of heroes ! I said, many are our hands
Page 210 - glimmering light of the moon, when it shines through broken clouds, and the mist is on the hills; the blast of the north is on the plain, the traveller shrinks in the midst of his journey.
Page 30 - wonted haunt of ComaL Its sides were hung with his arms. A hundred shields of thongs were there ; a hundred helms of sounding steel. " Rest here," he said, "my love. Galbina : thou light of the cave of Ronan : A deer appears on Mora's brow. I go; but I will soon return.
Page 80 - in the earth is she, the softly-blushing fair of my love ! but sit thou on the heath, O bard! and let us hear thy voice. It is pleasant as the gale of spring, that sighs on the hunter's ear; when he awakens from dreams of joy, and has heard the music of the spirits of the hill!
Page 169 - eagle-eye. Wide, over Lara's stream is poured the vapour dark and deep : the moon, like a dim shield, is swimming through its folds. With this, clothe the spirits of old their sudden gestures on the wind, when they stride from blast to blast along the dusky night. Often, blended with the gale to some warrior's grave,
Page 233 - Then thou art gone, O Shilric ! I am alone on the hill! The deer are seen on the brow ; void of fear they graze along. No more they dread the wind; no more the rustling tree. The hunter is far removed: he is in the field of graves. Strangers ! sons of the waves
Page 20 - death : it hovers dark over the plains of Lena. The sons of green Erin must fall. Remove from the field of ghosts." Like the darkened moon he retired, in the midst of the whistling blast. " Stay," said the mighty Connal, "stay, my dark-red friend.
Page 275 - in his blast with joy, for he had heard the voice of his praise. The faint beam of the morning rose. The sound of Caithbat's buckler spread. Green Erin's warriors convened, like the roar of many streams. The horn of war is heard over Lego. The mighty Torlath came? "Why dost thou come with thy
Page 289 - When shall I hear his voice loud and distant on the wind ? Come from thy sounding hills, hunter of woody Cona !" His thin ghost appeared on a rock, like a watery beam of feeble light, when the moon rushes sudden from between two clouds, and the midnight shower is on the field
Page 30 - the mighty Comal! He threw away his dark-brown shield. An arrow found his manly breast. He sleeps with his loved Galbina at the noise of the sounding surge! Their green tombs are seen by the mariner, when he bounds on the waves of the north.