Ossians Einfluss auf Byrons JugendgedichteE. Felber, 1903 - 32 pages |
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airy hall bards Berrathon big tear blast bounding breeze Calmar and Orla Campbell Canto Carthon cave chase chief citiert clouds Coleridge complete Connal couplets Cuthullin dark darkened dead departed distant Dorset Dusky echoing eddying tempest eddying winds Einfluss auf Byron Epitheton ersten finden findet Fingal Fragment Friedrich Wilmsen Fugitive Pieces gale Gedicht Geister Giaour Giessbach gleaming form Gray stones grey hair häufig bei Ossian hear heard heath hero Highland hollow winds Hours Idleness incidents and characters Jahre king Korsaren Lachin y Gair last lonely Lubar Macpherson Mathon meteor Metrum midst mist moon Morven moss mossy Motiv murmur murmuring Newstead Abbey night o'er Oscar of Alva Ossian-Ausgabe Ossian's Address Ossians Einfluss Paraphrase Phelps Poems Pope Quaker race Randnoten retires rises round Schnabel Scott Shades shaggy shield side sighing sighs song soul später spear spirit Strophe Tauchnitz Temora Thomson thy fathers towers variety voice waves whirlwind Zeilen
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Page 12 - Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon when it shines through broken clouds, and the mist is on the hills : the blast of the north is on the plain ; the traveller shrinks in the midst of his journey.
Page 27 - For a field of the dead' rushes red on my sight, And the clans of Culloden are scattered in fight. They rally, they bleed, for their kingdom and crown ; Woe, woe to the riders that trample them down ! Proud Cumberland prances, insulting the slain, And their hoof-beaten bosoms are trod to the plain.
Page 16 - I fall in the midst of my course. A foreign tomb receives, in youth, the last of Reuthamir's race. Darkness dwells in Balclutha ; the shadows of grief in Crathmo. But raise my remembrance on the banks of Lora, where my fathers dwelt. Perhaps the husband of Moina will mourn over his fallen Carthon.
Page 10 - They have but fallen before us: for one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers today; yet a few years, and the blast of the desert comes; it howls in thy empty court, and whistles round thy half-worn shield.
Page 13 - Night came down on U-thorno. Still stood the chiefs in their grief. The blast whistled, by turns, through every warrior's hair. Fingal, at length, broke forth from the thoughts of his soul. He called Ullin of harps, and bade the song to rise. " No falling fire, that is only seen, and then retires in night; no departing meteor was he that is laid so low. He was like the strong-beaming sun, long rejoicing on his hill.
Page 30 - Each hero is a pillar of darkness ; the sword a beam of fire, in his hand. The field echoes from wing to wing, as a hundred hammers that rise, by turns, on the red son of the furnace.
Page 10 - I have seen the walls of Balclutha, but they were desolate. The fire had resounded in the halls : and the voice of the people is heard no more. The stream of Clutha was removed from its place by the fall of the walls. The thistle shook there its lonely head ; the moss whistled to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round its head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina, silence is in the house of her fathers.
Page 13 - Crugal, or find his lone steps in the heath. I am light as the blast of Cromla, and I move like the shadow of mist. Connal, son of Colgar, I see the dark cloud of death: it hovers over the plains of Lena. The sons of green Erin shall fall. Remove from the field of ghosts.
Page 21 - If fall I must in the field, raise high my grave, Vinvela. Grey stones, and heaped up earth, shall mark me to future times. When the hunter shall sit by the mound, and produce his food at noon, 'Some warrior rests here,' he will say; and my fame shall live in his praise.
Page 27 - The white wave is seen tumbling round the distant rock ; a mist rose, slowly, from the lake. It came, in the figure of an aged man, along the silent plain. Its large limbs did not move in steps ; for a ghost supported it in mid air. It came towards Selma's hall, and dissolved in a shower of blood.