The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J. Macpherson, with notes and illustr. by M. Laing, Том 21805 |
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... stand in need of adventitious aid , yet it must be acknowledged , that it is an advantage to their fame , that the posterity of the Greeks and Romans either do not at all exist , or are not now objects of contempt or envy to the present ...
... stand in need of adventitious aid , yet it must be acknowledged , that it is an advantage to their fame , that the posterity of the Greeks and Romans either do not at all exist , or are not now objects of contempt or envy to the present ...
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... stand , " he said , " si- lent as the grove of evening ? Stand they , like a silent wood , and Fingal on the coast ? Fingal , who is terrible in battle , the king of streamy Morven ? " " Hast thou seen the warrior ? " said Cairbar ...
... stand , " he said , " si- lent as the grove of evening ? Stand they , like a silent wood , and Fingal on the coast ? Fingal , who is terrible in battle , the king of streamy Morven ? " " Hast thou seen the warrior ? " said Cairbar ...
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... stand distant and dark . Their shouts arise , like crowded streams . Moi - lena echoes wide . Fingal heard the sound . He took the spear of Selma . His steps are before us on the heath . He spoke the words of woe . hear the noise of war ...
... stand distant and dark . Their shouts arise , like crowded streams . Moi - lena echoes wide . Fingal heard the sound . He took the spear of Selma . His steps are before us on the heath . He spoke the words of woe . hear the noise of war ...
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... stand , And grasped the bow , and twanged it in his hand ; Three times , with bated heat , he made essay , Three times , unequal to the task , gave way ; A modest boldness on his cheek appeared , And thrice he hoped , and thrice again ...
... stand , And grasped the bow , and twanged it in his hand ; Three times , with bated heat , he made essay , Three times , unequal to the task , gave way ; A modest boldness on his cheek appeared , And thrice he hoped , and thrice again ...
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... stand not , in vain , the shield of Morven's race . " " Never mayst thou stand in vain , son of blue - eyed Cla- tho ! Fingal begins to be alone . thers on the last of his days . sons who ought to shine in war . Yet Darkness ga- And ...
... stand not , in vain , the shield of Morven's race . " " Never mayst thou stand in vain , son of blue - eyed Cla- tho ! Fingal begins to be alone . thers on the last of his days . sons who ought to shine in war . Yet Darkness ga- And ...
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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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Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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...
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.
Сторінка 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.