The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J. Macpherson, with notes and illustr. by M. Laing, Volym 11805 |
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... thousand of Macpherson's verses , written between the age of seven- teen and twenty - two , while he sacrificed , or served his apprenticeship in secret to the muses . His earliest poem is in blank verse , and entitled Death ; the ...
... thousand of Macpherson's verses , written between the age of seven- teen and twenty - two , while he sacrificed , or served his apprenticeship in secret to the muses . His earliest poem is in blank verse , and entitled Death ; the ...
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... thousand pounds , which he had formerly received as a subscription from his friends in the East Indies , were appropriated to the publication of his Earse version ; as if to establish his reputation as a poet , in his native tongue ...
... thousand pounds , which he had formerly received as a subscription from his friends in the East Indies , were appropriated to the publication of his Earse version ; as if to establish his reputation as a poet , in his native tongue ...
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... thousand Romans stood up , when Virgil came into the theatre , Varius only could correct the Æneid . He that obtains fame must receive it through mere fashion ; and gratify his vanity with the applause of men , of whose judgment he ...
... thousand Romans stood up , when Virgil came into the theatre , Varius only could correct the Æneid . He that obtains fame must receive it through mere fashion ; and gratify his vanity with the applause of men , of whose judgment he ...
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... thousands . But though my hand is bent on fight , my heart is for the peace of Erin . Behold , thou first in Cormac's war , the sable fleet of Swaran . His masts are many on our coast , like reeds in the lake of Lego . His ships are ...
... thousands . But though my hand is bent on fight , my heart is for the peace of Erin . Behold , thou first in Cormac's war , the sable fleet of Swaran . His masts are many on our coast , like reeds in the lake of Lego . His ships are ...
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... thousands ; my soul shall lighten through the gloom of the fight ! " " To me , " Cuthullin replies , " pleasant is the noise of arms ! pleasant as the thunder of hea- ven , before the shower of spring ! But gather all the shining tribes ...
... thousands ; my soul shall lighten through the gloom of the fight ! " " To me , " Cuthullin replies , " pleasant is the noise of arms ! pleasant as the thunder of hea- ven , before the shower of spring ! But gather all the shining tribes ...
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Æneid arms art thou Balclutha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood breast Cairbar Calmar car-borne Carril Carthon cave chace chief clouds Comala Cona Connal Cromla Cuthullin Dar-thula Dargo dark daugh daughter death distant dost thou Earse echoing edit Erin eyes fame fathers feast feeble fell Fillan Fingal flame friends Gaul ghost grey grief hair hall harp hear heard heath heaven heroes Highlander hill imitation Irish ballad king of Morven king of swords Lathmon lift light Lochlin maid meteor midst mighty mist moon Morna Morni morning mountain mournful Nathos night o'er Oscar Ossian pale poem POPE's Iliad renown rise roar rock rolled rose rushed Ryno sails Selma shield side sigh silent song Song of Solomon sons soul sound spear storm stream strength Swaran sword tears Temora thee tomb Torman trembling Ullin Uthal vale voice waves wind youth
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Sida 382 - Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Ay me! I fondly dream — Had ye been there...
Sida 344 - O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers! Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth, in thy awful beauty; the stars hide themselves in the sky; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone; who can be a companion of thy course!
Sida 10 - His spear, to equal which the tallest pine Hewn on Norwegian hills to be the mast Of some great ammiral, were but a wand.
Sida 106 - Inspired repulsed battalions to engage, And taught the doubtful battle where to rage. So when an angel, by divine command, With rising tempests shakes a guilty land (Such as of late o'er pale Britannia passed), Calm and serene he drives the furious blast; And pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind and directs the storm.
Sida 305 - And Rizpah the daughter of Aiah took sackcloth, and spread it for her upon the rock, from the beginning of harvest uniil water dropped upon them out of heaven, and suffered neither the birds of the air to rest on them by day, nor the beasts of the field by night.
Sida 462 - Weep, thou father of Morar! weep; but thy son heareth thee not. Deep is the sleep of the dead; low their pillow of dust. No more shall he hear thy voice; no more awake at thy call. When shall it be morn in the grave, to bid the slumberer awake?
Sida 195 - He shall fly away as a dream, and shall not be found: Yea, he shall be chased away as a vision of the night.
Sida 237 - Less than archangel ruined, and the excess Of glory obscured ; as when the sun, new risen, Looks through the horizontal misty air Shorn of his beams, or from behind the moon, In dim eclipse, disastrous twilight sheds On half the nations, and with fear of change Perplexes monarchs.
Sida 398 - And it came to pass that night, that the angel of the LORD went out, and smote in the camp of the Assyrians an hundred fourscore and five thousand : and when they arose early in the morning, behold, they were all dead corpses.
Sida 384 - Awake, O north wind; and come, thou south; Blow upon my garden, That the spices thereof may flow out.