The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J. Macpherson, with notes and illustr. by M. Laing, Volum 21805 |
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Side 6
... friends I have since collected all the broken fragments of Temora , that I formerly wanted ; and the story of the poem , which was accurately preserved by many , enabled me to reduce it into that order in which it now appears . The ...
... friends I have since collected all the broken fragments of Temora , that I formerly wanted ; and the story of the poem , which was accurately preserved by many , enabled me to reduce it into that order in which it now appears . The ...
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... friends , or rather perhaps by the encouragement which his first collection met with , to com- plete the epic poem of Temora , which was published in eight books , with some additional poems , in 1763. The corres- ' pondence with his ...
... friends , or rather perhaps by the encouragement which his first collection met with , to com- plete the epic poem of Temora , which was published in eight books , with some additional poems , in 1763. The corres- ' pondence with his ...
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... friendship , and he was immediately invi- ted to the feast , according to the hospitality of the times . MAC- PHERSON . Hector's spear , held transversely by the middle , is the signal for a parley in the Iliad ; and Fingal's forward ...
... friendship , and he was immediately invi- ted to the feast , according to the hospitality of the times . MAC- PHERSON . Hector's spear , held transversely by the middle , is the signal for a parley in the Iliad ; and Fingal's forward ...
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... friend to the winds . Tell him , that Cairbar has heard of his fame at the stream of resounding Carun . Cathmor , my brother , is not here . He is not here with his thousands , and our arms are weak . Cathmor is a foe to strife at the ...
... friend to the winds . Tell him , that Cairbar has heard of his fame at the stream of resounding Carun . Cathmor , my brother , is not here . He is not here with his thousands , and our arms are weak . Cathmor is a foe to strife at the ...
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... friend to human race . Fast by the road , his ever open door Obliged the wealthy , and relieved the poor . POPE . " His manner of keeping house near a frequented highway , and relieving travellers , is agreeable to that ancient ...
... friend to human race . Fast by the road , his ever open door Obliged the wealthy , and relieved the poor . POPE . " His manner of keeping house near a frequented highway , and relieving travellers , is agreeable to that ancient ...
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aislin Alpin arms art thou Atha bards battle beam behold bends beneath blast blood bosom breast brow Cairbar Cathmor cave chief Clatho Clono cloud Cormac Dargo dark daughter death Dermid descend Earse echoing EPIC POEM Erin eyes fair fall fame father feast fell field Fillan Fingal Firbolg fire flies Foldath Gaul ghosts gleaming grey hall harp head hear heard heath heaven hero hill hunter Iliad king Lego light locks Loda look Lumon MACPHERSON maid midst mighty mist Moi-lena moon Morven mountains mournful night o'er Oscar Ossian plain poem POPE's race rise roar rock roes rolled rose round rush sable Selma shield side sighs silent Somerled song soul sound spear sruth starry plough steel stood storm stream strife Sul-malla sword tears Temora thee thou Thuit tomb tree trembling Trenmor Ullin vale voice warrior waves winds wing young youth
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Side 433 - For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth ; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land. The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the tender grape give a good smell. Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
Side 433 - SING unto the Lord a new song: sing unto the Lord, all the earth. Sing unto the Lord, bless his name ; shew forth his salvation from day to day. Declare his glory among the heathen, his wonders among all people. For the Lord is great, and greatly to be praised : he is to be feared above all gods.
Side 246 - customed hill, Along the heath and near his favourite tree; Another came; nor yet beside the rill, Nor up the lawn, nor at the wood was he : The next with dirges due in sad array Slow through the church-way path we saw him borne. Approach and read (for thou canst read) the lay, Graved on the stone beneath yon aged thorn.
Side 314 - 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.
Side 198 - If I forget thee, O Jerusalem, let my right hand forget her cunning. If I do not remember thee, let my tongue cleave to the roof of my mouth; if I prefer not Jerusalem above my chief joy.
Side 132 - Thus with the year Seasons return, but not to me returns Day, or the sweet approach of even or morn, Or sight of vernal bloom, or summer's rose, Or flocks, or herds, or human face divine; But cloud instead, and ever-during dark Surrounds me...
Side 71 - Of gathering vapour, from the baffled sense Sinks dark and dreary. Thence expanding far, The huge dusk, gradual, swallows up the plain : Vanish the woods ; the dim-seen river seems Sullen, and slow, to roll the misty wave.
Side 413 - Now fades the glimmering landscape on the sight, And all the air a solemn stillness holds, Save where the beetle wheels his droning flight, And drowsy tinklings lull the distant folds : Save that from yonder ivy-mantled tower, The moping owl does to the moon complain Of such as, wandering near her secret bower, Molest her ancient solitary reign.
Side 93 - 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 past, Calm and serene he drives the furious blast ; And, pleased the Almighty's orders to perform, Rides in the whirlwind, and directs the storm.
Side 242 - Through the thick gloom of some tempestuous night Orion's dog (the year when autumn weighs) And o'er the feebler stars exerts his rays; Terrific glory ! for his burning breath Taints the red air with fevers, plagues, and death . So flam'd his fiery mail.