 | Poetry - 1773 - 432 pages
...high. Blood burfts and fmokes around. Strings murmur on the polifhed yews. Darts rufh along the fky. Spears 'fall like the circles of light, which gild the face of night. As the noife of the troubled ocean, when roll the waves on high. As the laft peal of thunder in heaven, fuch... | |
 | Ossian - 1790 - 446 pages
...high. Blood burfts and fmokes around. Strings murmur on the polifhed yews.t Darts rufh along the fky. Spears fall like the circles of light, which gild the face of night. As the noife of the trou7 bled bled ocean, when roll the waves on high. As the laft peal of thunder in heaven,... | |
 | Bards and bardism - 1803 - 390 pages
...Inis-fail. Chief mixes his strokes with chief, and man with man ; steel, clanging, sounds on steel. Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes...gild the face of night. As the noise of the troubled ocean, when roll the waves on high. As the last peal of thunder in heaven, such is the din of war !... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 648 pages
...montibus áltis, Dant sonitum spumosi amncs, et in ocquora currant Quisque suura populatus iter. steel. Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes...gild the face of night. As the noise of the troubled ocean, when roll the waves on high. As the last peal of thunder in heaven 5°, such is the din of war... | |
 | Ossian - 1806 - 364 pages
...Innis-rail. Chief mixes his strokes with chief, and man with man; steel, clanging, sounds on steel. Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes...gild the face of night. As the noise of the troubled ocean, when roll the waves on high. As the last peal of thunder in heaven, such is the din of war !... | |
 | Sir John Sinclair - Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1806 - 254 pages
...Innisfail. Chief mixes his strokes with chief, And man with man ; Steel, clanging, sounds on steel. 420 Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes...along the sky. Spears fall like the circles of light, 425 NEW TRANSLATION. " O paltry son of Arno. " I have suffered the storms of heaven, 400 " Tossed on... | |
 | Ossian - 1807 - 546 pages
...Innisfail. Chief mixes his strokes with chief, And man with man ; Steel, clanging, sounds on steel. 420 Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes...along the sky. Spears fall like the circles of light, 425 NEW TRANSLATION. " О paltry son of Arno. " I have suffered the storms of heaven, 400 " Tossed... | |
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Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes around. Strings murmur on the polished yews. Darts rush along the sky, spears fall like the circles of light which gild the face of night. 
