James Macpherson Poems on Sons (29 Poems)
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Fragment VI (James Macpherson Poems)
Son of the noble Fingal, Oscian,Prince of men! what tears run downthe cheeks of age? what shades thymighty soul? Memory, son of Alpin, memorywounds the aged. Of former times aremy thoughts; my thoughts are of thenoble Fingal. The race of … Continue reading
Fragment IX (James Macpherson Poems)
Thou askest, fair daughter of theisles! whose memory is preservedin these tombs? The memory of Ronnanthe bold, and Connan the chief ofmen; and of her, the fairest of maids,Rivine the lovely and the good. Thewing of time is laden with … Continue reading
Fragment XII (James Macpherson Poems)
RYNO, ALPIN. RYNO The wind and the rain are over:calm is the noon of day. Theclouds are divided in heaven. Overthe green hills flies the inconstant sun.Red through the stony vale comesdown the stream of the hill. Sweet arethy murmurs, … Continue reading
Fragment XIV (James Macpherson Poems)
DUCHOMMAR, MORNA. DUCHOMMAR. Morna, thou fairest of women,daughter of Cormac-Carbre!why in the circle of stones, in the caveof the rock, alone? The stream murmurethhoarsely. The blast groanethin the aged tree. The lake is troubledbefore thee. Dark are the clouds ofthe … Continue reading
Fragment VIII (James Macpherson Poems)
By the side of a rock on the hill, beneaththe aged trees, old Osciansat on the moss; the last of the race ofFingal. Sightless are his aged eyes;his beard is waving in the wind. Dullthrough the leafless trees he heard … Continue reading
Fragment X (James Macpherson Poems)
It is night; and I am alone, forlornon the hill of storms. The wind isheard in the mountain. The torrentshrieks down the rock. No hut receivesme from the rain; forlorn on the hill ofwinds. Rise, moon! from behind thyclouds; stars … Continue reading
Fragment XV (James Macpherson Poems)
Where is Gealchossa my love, thedaughter of Tuathal-Teachvar?I left her in the hall of the plain, when Ifought with the hairy Ulfadha. Returnsoon, she said, O Lamderg! forhere I wait in sorrow. Her white breaftrose with sighs; her cheek was … Continue reading
Fragment I (James Macpherson Poems)
SHILRIC, VINVELA. VINVELA My love is a son of the hill.He pursues the flying deer.His grey dogs are pantingaround him; his bow-string sounds inthe wind. Whether by the fount ofthe rock, or by the stream of themountain thou liest; when … Continue reading
Fragment XIII (James Macpherson Poems)
Cuchlaid sat by the wall; by thetree of the rustling leaf. His spear leaned against the mossy rock.His shield lay by him on the grass.Whilst he thought on the mighty Carbrewhom he slew in battle, the scout ofthe ocean came, … Continue reading
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