 Art thou fallen, O Oscar ! in the midst of thy course ? the heart of the aged beats over thee ! He sees thy coming wars ! The wars which ought to come he sees ! They are cut off from thy fame ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief depart from...  Second Walk Through Wales, - Sida 268efter Richard Warner - 1800 - 365 sidorObegränsad förhandsgranskning - Om den här boken
 | 1803 - 388 sidor
...grey beard whistled in the wind. He bends. his head above the chief. His words are mixed with sighs. " Art thou fallen, O Oscar ! in the midst of thy course...They are cut off from thy fame ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief depart from Morven ? My sons fall by degrees : Fingal is the last of his... | |
 | James Macpherson - 1803 - 386 sidor
...grey beard whistled in the wind. He bends his head above the chief. His words are mixed with sighs. " Art thou fallen, O Oscar ! in the midst of thy course...which ought to come he sees! They are cut off from tby fame ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief depart from Morven ? My sons fall by degrees... | |
 | 1803 - 390 sidor
...grey beard whistled in the wind. He bends his head above the chief. His words are mixed with sighs. " Art thou fallen, O Oscar ! in the midst of thy course...He sees thy coming wars ! The wars which ought to conie he sees ! They are cut off from thy fame ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief depart... | |
 | James Macpherson - 1805 - 654 sidor
...beard whistled in the wind. He bends his head above the chief. His words are mixed with sighs I6. " Art thou fallen, O Oscar, in the midst of thy course?...They are cut off from thy fame ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief depart from Morven ? My sons fall by degrees : Fingal is the last of his... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 656 sidor
...beard whistled in the wind. He bends his head above the chief. His words are mixed with sighs ". " Art thou fallen, O Oscar, in the midst of thy course?...They are cut off from thy fame ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief, depart from Morven ? My sons fall by degrees : Fingal is the last of his... | |
 | Ossian - 1806 - 364 sidor
...grey beard whistled in the wind. He bends his head above the chief. His words are. mixed with sighs. " Art thou fallen, O Oscar! in the midst of thy course?...They are cut off from thy fame? When shall joy dwell at Selma? When shall grief depart from Morven? My sons fall by degrees: Fingal is the last of his race.... | |
 | Lord Henry Home Kames - 1813 - 536 sidor
...tears. He bends his head over " his son ; and his words are mixed with sighs. And " art thou fallen, Oscar, in the midst of thy course ! " The heart of the aged beats over thee, I see thy " coming " coming battles : I behold the battles that ought to come, " but they are cut off... | |
 | Domestic, literary and village sketches - 1823 - 168 sidor
...grey beard whistled in the wind. He bends his head above the chief. His words are mixed with sighs. " Art thou fallen, O Oscar ! in the midst of thy course?...are cut off from thy fame. ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief depart from Morven ? My sons fall by degrees : Fingal is the last of his... | |
 | Ossian - 1834 - 218 sidor
...in the wind. He bends his head above the chief. His words are mixed with sighs. 'Art thou fallen, О Oscar! in the midst of thy course? the heart of the...They are cut off from thy fame! When shall joy dwell at Selma? When shall grief depart from Morven? My sons fall by degrees: Fingal is the last of his race.... | |
 | 1839 - 426 sidor
...the chief. His words are mixed with sighs. " Art thou fallen, O Oscar ! in the midst of thy course 1 the heart of the aged beats over thee! He sees thy...They are cut off from thy fame ! When shall joy dwell at Selma ? When shall grief depart from Morven ? My sons fall by degrees : Fingal is the last of his... | |
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