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" Tromathon,* like a blue shield in the midst of the sea. The white wave roared against its rocks; sad Oithona sat on the coast! She looked on the rolling waters, and her tears came down. But when she saw Gaul in his arms, she started, and turned her eyes... "
Celtic Gleanings: Or, Notices of the History and Literature of the Scottish ... - Seite 112
von Thomas Maclauchlan - 1857 - 168 Seiten
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal

1765 - 416 Seiten
...took his afpen fpear ; he ftood in the rage of wrath. Often did his eyes turn to the eaft, and accufe the lagging light.— At length the morning came forth. The hero lifted up the fail. The winds came ruftling from the hill ; and he bounded on the waves of the deep.— On the third...
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The Poems of Ossian, Band 1

1773 - 432 Seiten
...his afpen fpear. He ftood in the rage of his foul. Often did his eyes turn to the eaft. He accufed the lagging light. At length the morning came forth. The hero lifted up the fail. The winds came ruftling from the hill ; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day...
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The Poems of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Band 1

1799 - 252 Seiten
...took his afpen fpearj he flood in the rage of wrath. Often did his eyes turn to the eaft, and accufe the lagging light. At length the morning came forth. The hero lifted up the fail. The winds came ruflling from the hill ; and he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson, Band 1

Ossian - 1801 - 338 Seiten
...his alpen fpear. He ftood in the rage of his foul. Often did his eyes turn to the t-ili. He accufed the lagging light. At length the morning came forth. The hero lifted up the fail. The winds came ruftling from the hill; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day...
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The Poems of Ossian, Band 1

1801 - 326 Seiten
...flood in the rage of his foul. Often did his eyes to the earl. He accufed '.he lagging > f 140 OITHONA: light. At length the morning came forth. The hero lifted up the fail. The winds came ruftling from the hill ; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day...
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The Poems of Ossian, Band 1

1803 - 352 Seiten
...Gaul! the dark chief of Cuthal is there. He is there in the rage of his love. What can Oithona do ?" A rougher blast rushed through the oak. The dream...from the hill; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day arose Tromathon,* like a blue shield in the midst of the sea. The white wave roared...
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The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J ..., Band 1

Ossian - 1805 - 648 Seiten
...Gaul, the dark chief of Cuthal is there. He is there in the rage of his love. What can Oithona do?" the lagging light. At length the morning came forth....from the hill ; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day arose Tromathon, like a blue shield in the midst of the sea 4. The white wave roared...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. Blair's critical ..., Band 1

Ossian - 1806 - 366 Seiten
...of Fingal's most famous heroes. He and three other men attended Gaul on his expedition to TronathoB. up the sail. The winds came rustling from the hill ; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day arose Tromathon,* like a blue shield in the midst of the sea. The white wave roared...
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The Poems of Ossian, Band 2

1812 - 370 Seiten
...Oithona do ?" A rougher blast rushed through the oak. The dream of night departed. Gaul took his ashen spear. He stood in the rage of his soul. Often did...from the hill ; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day arose Tromathon *, like a blue shield in the midst of the sea. The white wave roared...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ...

Ossian - 1834 - 218 Seiten
...the rage of his soul. Often did his eyes turu to the east. He accused the lagging light. At leagth the morning came forth. The hero lifted up the sail....from the hill ; he bounded on the waves of the deep. On the third day arose Tromáthon, like a blue shield in the midst of the sea. The white wave roared...
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