Fragment I (James Macpherson Poems)
SHILRIC, VINVELA.VINVELAMy love is a son of the hill.He pursues the flying deer.His grey dogs are pantingaround him; his bow-string ...
SHILRIC, VINVELA.VINVELAMy love is a son of the hill.He pursues the flying deer.His grey dogs are pantingaround him; his bow-string ...
1.LORD, what I once had done with youthful might,Had I been from the first true to the truth,Grant me, now ...
In the winter, flowers are springing;In the winter, woods are green,Where our banished birds are singing,Where our summer sun is ...
There is a low and lonely place of rest,Upon whose couch the worn and wearied frameReposes in forgetfulness,—and there,The streaming ...
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