Carric-Thura (James Macpherson Poems)
Fingal, returning from an expedition which he had made into the Roman province, resolved to visit Cathulla, king of Inistore, ...
Fingal, returning from an expedition which he had made into the Roman province, resolved to visit Cathulla, king of Inistore, ...
ARGUMENT.The ghost of Crugal, one of the Irish heroes who was killed in battle, appearing to Connal, foretells the defeat ...
ARGUMENT.The action of the poem being suspended by night, Ossian takes the opportunity to relate his own actions at the ...
ARGUMENT.Lathmon, a British prince, taking advantage of Fingal's absence on an expedition to Ireland, made a descent on Morven, and ...
ARGUMENT.Fingal, in his voyage to Lochlin, whither he had been invited by Starno, the father of Agandecca, touched at Berrathon ...
ARGUMENT.Night comes on. Fingal gives a feast to his army, at which Swaran is present. The king commands Ullin his ...
ARGUMENT.Cuthullin and Connal still remain on the hill. Fingal and Swaran meet: the combat is described. Swaran is overcome, bound, ...
This piece, as many more of Ossian's compositions, is addressed to one of the first Christian missionaries. The story of ...
An address to Malvina, the daughter of Toscar. The poet relates the arrival of Cathlin in Selma, to solicit aid ...
Malvina, the daughter of Toscar, is overheard by Ossian lamenting the death of Oscar her lover. Ossian, to divert her ...
ARGUMENT.Conlath was the youngest of Morni's sons, and brother to the celebrated Gaul. He was in love with Cuthona, the ...
Why openest thou afresh the spring ofmy grief, O son of Alpin, inquiringhow Oscur fell? My eyes are blind withtears; ...
Sad! I am sad indeed: nor small mycause of woe!--Kirmor, thou hastlost no son; thou hast lost no daughterof beauty. ...
Son of the noble Fingal, Oscian,Prince of men! what tears run downthe cheeks of age? what shades thymighty soul?Memory, son ...
Thou askest, fair daughter of theisles! whose memory is preservedin these tombs? The memory of Ronnanthe bold, and Connan the ...
By the side of a rock on the hill, beneaththe aged trees, old Osciansat on the moss; the last of ...
It is night; and I am alone, forlornon the hill of storms. The wind isheard in the mountain. The torrentshrieks ...
Autumn is dark on the mountains;grey mist rests on the hills. Thewhirlwind is heard on the heath. Darkrolls the river ...
SHILRIC, VINVELA.VINVELAMy love is a son of the hill.He pursues the flying deer.His grey dogs are pantingaround him; his bow-string ...
I sit by the mossy fountain; on thetop of the hill of winds. One tree isrustling above me. Dark waves ...
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