 | Natham Drake - 1800 - 510 páginas
...his :breast,— The stars dim-twinkled through . his .form; .and. his voice was like the sound of a ;dista;nt stream. Dim, and in tears, he stood, and...hero. Faintly he raised his feeble voice, like the gate rt>£:$he refidy Lego.— ' My ghost, O Connal! is on my native hil}s.;. but my corse is on the... | |
 | 1803 - 350 páginas
...speech put into his mouth, are full of that solemn and awful sublimity, which suits the subject. " Dim, " and in tears, he stood and stretched his pale...hills; but my corse is on " the sands of Ullin. Thou shalt never talk with "Crugal, or find his lone steps in the heath. I am " light as the blast of Cromla... | |
 | 1803 - 390 páginas
...breaker of the shields ? Thou hast never been pale for fear ! What disturbs the departed Crugal ?" Dim, and in tears, he stood and stretched his pale...feeble voice, like the gale of the reedy Lego ! "My spirit, Connal, is on my hills: my corse on the sands of Erin. Thou shalt never talk with Crugal, nor... | |
 | 1803 - 352 páginas
...speech put into his mouth, are full of that solemn and awful sublimity, which suits the subject. " Dim, " and in tears, he stood and stretched his pale...raised his feeble voice, " like the gale of the reedy Lego.—My ghost, 0 " Connal! is on my native hills; but my corse is on " the sands of Ullin. Thou... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 262 páginas
...breaker of the shields ? Thou hast never been pale for fear. What disturbs the son -of the hill ?". .Dim, and in tears, he stood and stretched his pale...reedy Lego. " My ghost, O Connal, is on my native Iiills ; but my corse is on the sands of Ullin. Thou shalt never talk with Crugal, or find His lone... | |
 | Ossian - 1806 - 366 páginas
...speech put into his mouth, are full of that solemn and awful sublimity, which suits the subject. " Dim, and in tears, he " stood and stretched his pale...reedy " Lego. — My ghost, O Connal ! is on my native hill* ; " but my corse is on the sands of Ullin. Thou shalt never " talk with Crugal, or find his lone... | |
 | Ossian - 1806 - 364 páginas
...thou breaker of the shields? Thou hast never been pale for fear! What disturbs the departed CrugaH" Dim, and in tears, he stood and stretched his pale...feeble voice, like the gale of the reedy Lego ! " My spirit, Connal, is on my hills: my corse on the sands of Erin. Thou si i alt never talk with Crugal,... | |
 | 1810 - 378 páginas
...been pale for fear! What disturbs the " departed Crugal V Dim, and in tears, he stood and stretehed his pale hand over the hero. Faintly he raised his...feeble voice, like the gale of the reedy Lego. " My spirit, Connal, is on my hills ; my eorse " on the sands of Erin. Thou shalt never talk " with Crugal,... | |
 | 1810 - 364 páginas
...speech put into nil mouth, are full of that soleum and awful sublimity, which suits the subject. " Dim, and in tears, he stood and " stretched his pale hand over the hero. Faintly he rais" ed his feeble voice, like the gale of the reedy Lego.— " My ghost, O Connal! is on my native... | |
 | Charles Burton - 1823 - 234 páginas
...in tears, he stood, and stretched i like the gale of the reedy Lego.—My ghost, O Connal! is on my his pale hand over the hero. Faintly he raised his feeble voice, native hills; but my corse is on the sands of Ullin. Thou shalt never talk with Crugal, or find his... | |
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Crugal, or find his lone steps in the heath. I am light as the blast of Cromla, and I move like the shadow of mist. Connal, son of Colgar, I see the dark cloud of death: it hovers over the plains of Lena. The sons of green Erin shall fall. Remove from... 
