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" When the world is dark with tempests, when thunder rolls and lightning flies, thou lookest in thy beauty from the clouds, and laughest at the storm. But to Ossian thou lookest in vain, for he beholds thy beams no more; whether thy yellow hair flows on... "
Institutes of Grammar: As Applicable to the English Langage, Or as ... - Страница 114
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The British essayists; with prefaces by A. Chalmers, Том 35

British essayists - 1802 - 216 страници
...thou lookest in vain ; for he beholds thy beams no mure ; whether thy yellow hair flows on the eastwn clouds, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west....me, for a season, and thy years will have an end. Thou shah sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult then, O sun, in the strength...

The Poems of Ossian, Том 1

1803 - 350 страници
...be a companion of thy course ? The oaks of the mountains fall : the mountains themselves decay with years ; the ocean shrinks and grows again : the moon...west. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a season, thy years will have an end . Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning....

Select British Classics, Том 31

1803 - 308 страници
...laughest at the storm. But to Ossian thou lookest " in vain ; for he beholds thy beams no more ; whe" ther thy yellow hair flows on the eastern clouds, or "...perhaps, like me, for a season, and thy years, " will hare an end. Thou shall sleep in thy clouds, " careless of the voice of the morning. Exult, then, "...

Some of Ossian's Lesser Poems Rendered Into Verse: With a Preliminary ...

James Macpherson, Archibald M'Donald - 1805 - 308 страници
...brightness of thy course. When the 'V world is dark with tempests; when thunder rolls, and light" ning flies; thou lookest in thy beauty, from the clouds,...west. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a season, thy " years will have an end. Thou shall sleep in thy clouds, " careless of the voice of the morning....

The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ..., Том 2

Ossian - 1805 - 244 страници
...when thunder rolls, and lightning flies; thou lookest in thy beauty, from the clouds, and laughest af the storm. But to Ossian thou lookest in vain ; for...me, for a season, and thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Esult then, O sun, in the strength...

The Poems of Ossian, Том 2

James Macpherson - 1805 - 336 страници
...beholds thy I beams no more ; whether thy yellow hair flows on the eastern clouds, or thou trcmblest at the gates of the west. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a season, thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the. voice of the morning....

The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. Blair's critical dissertations, Том 1

Ossian - 1806 - 366 страници
...can be a companion of thy course! The oaks of the mountains fall: the mountains themselves decay with years; the ocean shrinks and grows again: the moon...west. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a season; thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in the clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult...

The British Essayists, Том 34

Alexander Chalmers - 1807 - 354 страници
...for ever the same, rejoicing in the brightness of thy course. When the world is dark ' with tempest ; when thunder rolls, and lightning ' flies, thou lookest...me, for a season, and thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in thy clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult then, O sun, in the strength...

The Poems of Ossian, Том 1

1810 - 364 страници
...themselves decay with years; the ocean shrinks and grows again; the moon herself is lost in heaven; bat thou art for ever the same, rejoicing in the brightness...west. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a season; thy years will have an end. Thou shalt sleep in the clouds, careless of the voice of the morning. Exult...

The American Orator, Or, Elegant Extracts in Prose and Poetry: Comprehending ...

Increase Cooke - 1811 - 428 страници
...in vain ; for he beholds thy beams no more j E whether thy yellow hair flows on the eastern cloud, or thou tremblest at the gates of the west. But thou art perhaps,like me, for a season ; thy years will have an end. Thou wilt sleep in thy clouds careless...




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