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... Selma , the royal resi- dence . Fingal arrived in the mean time , and Lathmon retreated to a hill , where his army was surprized by night , and himself taken prisoner , by Ossian and Gaul the son of Morni . The poem opens with the first ...
... Selma , the royal resi- dence . Fingal arrived in the mean time , and Lathmon retreated to a hill , where his army was surprized by night , and himself taken prisoner , by Ossian and Gaul the son of Morni . The poem opens with the first ...
第 3 頁
... Selma . Why comest thou with thy forward spear ? Will the daughters of Morven fight ? But stop , O mighty stream , in thy course ! Does not Lathmon be- hold these sails ? Why dost thou vanish , Lath- mon , like the mist of the lake ...
... Selma . Why comest thou with thy forward spear ? Will the daughters of Morven fight ? But stop , O mighty stream , in thy course ! Does not Lathmon be- hold these sails ? Why dost thou vanish , Lath- mon , like the mist of the lake ...
第 5 頁
... , at last , to obedience . We find the two heroes perfectly reconciled in this poem . d Stru ' - moné , stream of the hill . Here the proper name of a rivulet in the neighbourhood of Selma . - of thy fathers . Be thy course in the A POEM .
... , at last , to obedience . We find the two heroes perfectly reconciled in this poem . d Stru ' - moné , stream of the hill . Here the proper name of a rivulet in the neighbourhood of Selma . - of thy fathers . Be thy course in the A POEM .
第 7 頁
... Selma ; and hear of our renown . Bid the harp to be strung , and the voice of the bard to arise ; that those who fall may rejoice in their fame ; and the soul of Morni brighten with joy . Ossian ! thou hast fought in battles : the blood ...
... Selma ; and hear of our renown . Bid the harp to be strung , and the voice of the bard to arise ; that those who fall may rejoice in their fame ; and the soul of Morni brighten with joy . Ossian ! thou hast fought in battles : the blood ...
第 10 頁
... let us rush to fight . Gaul ! if thou shouldst return , go to Selma's lofty hall . Tell to Everallin that I fell with fame ; carry this sword to Branno's daughter . Let her give it to Oscar , when the years of his youth 10 LATHMON :
... let us rush to fight . Gaul ! if thou shouldst return , go to Selma's lofty hall . Tell to Everallin that I fell with fame ; carry this sword to Branno's daughter . Let her give it to Oscar , when the years of his youth 10 LATHMON :
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arms art thou Atha bards battle beam behold bend blast blood blue blue streams Cairbar Calmar car-borne Carril Cathmor cave chief Clono cloud Cona Connal Cormac Cromla Cuthullin Dar-thula dark dark-brown darkened daugh daughter death dost thou echoing Erin Erin's eyes fame fathers feast feeble fell field fight Fillan Fingal Fir-bolg fled Foldath friends Gaul ghosts gleaming grey grief hall harp hear heard heath heroes hill Inis-huna king of Ireland king of Morven Lathmon Lego Lena lift light Lochlin locks Lubar maid midst mighty mist Moi-lena Mora Morni mournful Nathos night Oscar Ossian poem renown rise roar rock roes rolled rose rush Ryno Selma Semo shield side sigh silent song sons soul sound spear steel steps storm stream Strutha Sulmalla Swaran sword tears Temora thee thine Thou art tomb Torman Trenmor Ullin Usnoth Uthal vale voice warriors waves wind youth
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第 21 頁 - POEM. .DAUGHTER of heaven, fair art thou! the silence of thy face is pleasant ! Thou comest forth in loveliness. The stars attend thy blue course in the east. The clouds rejoice in thy presence, O moon ! They brighten their dark-brown sides.
第 263 頁 - I saw their chief, tall as a rock of ice ; his spear, the blasted fir ; his shield, the rising moon ; he sat on the shore, like a cloud of mist On the hi 1 In.
第 298 頁 - Deugala was the spouse of Cairbar, chief of the plains of Ullin. She was covered with the light of beauty, but her heart was the house of pride.
第 71 頁 - The blue waves of Ullin roll in light; the green hills are covered with day; trees shake their dusky heads in the breeze.
第 251 頁 - Did not Ossian hear a voice ? or is it the sound of days that are no more? Often, like the evening sun, comes the memory of former times on my soul.
第 316 頁 - Oscar ! bend the strong in arm; but spare the feeble hand. Be thou a stream of many tides against the foes of thy people; but like the gale that moves the grass to those who ask thine aid.—So Tremor lived; such Trathal was; and such has Fingal been. My arm was the support of the injured; and the weak rested behind the lightning of my steel.
第 274 頁 - Were Fingal himself before me, my soul should not darken with fear. Arise to battle, my thousands ! pour round me like the echoing main. Gather round the bright steel of your king; strong as the rocks of my land ; that meet the storm with joy, and stretch their dark pines to the wind!
第 273 頁 - The high-maned, broad-breasted, proud, Wide-leaping, strong steed of the hill. Loud and resounding is his hoof; The spreading of his mane above Is like a stream of smoke on a ridge of rocks. Bright are the sides of the steed...
第 262 頁 - Moran !' replied the blue-eyed chief, ' thou ever tremblest, son of Fithil! Thy fears have increased the foe. It is Fingal, King of deserts, with aid to green Erin of streams.
第 265 頁 - Lightning pours from their sides of steel. They come like streams from the mountains; each rushes roaring from his hill. Bright are the chiefs of battle, in the armor of their fathers. Gloomy and dark their heroes follow, like the gathering of the rainy clouds behind the red meteors of heaven.