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A N E P I C P O E M. 521
from the ikirts of the evening--mift , when it Is
rolled around me, on Lona of the ftreams.
While yet thou art diftant far^ ftrike, Cathmor,
flrike the ihield , that joy may return to my
darkned foul , as I lean on the mofly rock.
Bur if thou ihould fall : ■ I am in the land
of flrangers ; O fend thy voice , from
thy cloud, to the maid of Inis-huna,
Young branch of green - headed Lurtion ,
why doft thou fhake in the ftorm? Often has
Cathmor returned, from darkly - rolling wars.
The darts of death kve but hail to me ; they-
have often bounded from my fhield. I have
rifen brightned from battle, like a meteor from
a ftormy cloud. Return not, fair beam, from
thy vale , when the roar of battle grows.
Then might the foe efcape , as from my fa-
thers of old.
They
towards battle. His joy is fa the murmur of
fields. Look to the beams of old, to' the vir-
gins of OHian of harps. Sul-malla keeps not her
eagle, from the field of blood. She would not
tear her eagle, from the Ibuiiding courfe of re«
nown. "
from the ikirts of the evening--mift , when it Is
rolled around me, on Lona of the ftreams.
While yet thou art diftant far^ ftrike, Cathmor,
flrike the ihield , that joy may return to my
darkned foul , as I lean on the mofly rock.
Bur if thou ihould fall : ■ I am in the land
of flrangers ; O fend thy voice , from
thy cloud, to the maid of Inis-huna,
Young branch of green - headed Lurtion ,
why doft thou fhake in the ftorm? Often has
Cathmor returned, from darkly - rolling wars.
The darts of death kve but hail to me ; they-
have often bounded from my fhield. I have
rifen brightned from battle, like a meteor from
a ftormy cloud. Return not, fair beam, from
thy vale , when the roar of battle grows.
Then might the foe efcape , as from my fa-
thers of old.
They
towards battle. His joy is fa the murmur of
fields. Look to the beams of old, to' the vir-
gins of OHian of harps. Sul-malla keeps not her
eagle, from the field of blood. She would not
tear her eagle, from the Ibuiiding courfe of re«
nown. "
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Early Gaelic Book Collections > Ossian Collection > Works of Ossian, the son of Fingal > Volumes 3 and 4 > (225) |
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Permanent URL | https://digital.nls.uk/77972134 |
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Description | Volumes III and IV. |
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Shelfmark | Oss.162 |
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Description | Printed for I.G. Fleischer (Frankfurt, 1783). 4 volumes bound in 2. |
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Shelfmark | Oss.161-162 |
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Description | Selected books from the Ossian Collection of 327 volumes, originally assembled by J. Norman Methven of Perth. Different editions and translations of James MacPherson's epic poem 'Ossian', some with a map of the 'Kingdom of Connor'. Also secondary material relating to Ossianic poetry and the Ossian controversy. |
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Description | Selected items from five 'Special and Named Printed Collections'. Includes books in Gaelic and other Celtic languages, works about the Gaels, their languages, literature, culture and history. |
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