 ... his bow near him, unstrung: his dogs panting around him. But here I must sit alone, by the rock of the mossy stream. The stream and the wind roar aloud. I hear not the voice of my love! Why delays my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promise?...  The Poems of Ossian - Pàgina 2141839 - 413 pàginesVisualització completa - Sobre aquest llibre
 | 1765 - 416 pàgines
...roaring ftream. Thou didft , • Sealg-'er, a hunter. •\ Cul-math, a woman with fne bair. promife with night to be here. Ah ! whither is my Salgar gone ? With thee I would fly, my father ; with thee, my brother of pride. Our race have long been foes ; but we are not foes, 0 Salgar... | |
 | 1783 - 274 pàgines
...? Here is the rockV and the tree ; and here the roaring ftream. .Thou didft promife with night ro- be here. Ah ! whither is my Salgar gone ? With thee I would fly my father ; with thee , my brother of pride. Our race have long been foes ; but w« are not foes, O... | |
 | Ossian - 1790 - 446 pàgines
...his promife ? Here is the rock, and here the tree ! here is the roaring ftream ! Thou didft promife with night to be here. Ah ! whither is my Salgar gone...my brother of pride. Our race have long been foes j we are not foes, O Salgar ! Ceafe a little while, O wind ! ftream, be thou filent a while ! let my... | |
 | Ossian - 1801 - 344 pàgines
...his pvomife? Here is the rock, and here the tree! here is the roaring Itic.iiu! Thou didft promife with night to be here. Ah ! whither is my Salgar gone ? With thee B 3 I would fly, from my father; with thee, from my brother of pride. Our racehav» long been foes... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 648 pàgines
...Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promise ? Here is the rock, and here the tree ! here is the roaring stream ! Thou didst promise with night to...we are not foes, O Salgar ! Cease a little while, О wind ! stream, be thou . 10 Rise moon ! from behind thy clouds. Stars of the night arise! Lead me... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 244 pàgines
...delays my Salgar, why the son of the hill, his promise ? Here is the rock, and the tree ; and here the roaring stream. Thou didst promise with night to be here. Ah ! whither is my Salgar gone ? With thee would I fly, my father; with thee, my brnther of pride. Our race have long been foes ; but we are nnt... | |
 | Ossian - 1806 - 366 pàgines
...my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promise? Here is the rock, and here the tree! here is the roaring stream! Thou didst promise with night to be here. Ah! whither is my Salgar goneT With thee I would fly from my father; with thee from my brother of pride. Our race have long... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1830 - 844 pàgines
...night о be here. Ah! whither is my Salgar gone? Wi:h the« I would fly from my iather ; with thce it. idle; but this sight at once feasted one"» ey;'s :uid aro not foes, O Salgar ! Cease a little while, О wind ! stream be thou eibnt a while 1 let my voice... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 738 pàgines
...my Salgar, why the chief of the hill his promise ! Here is the rock, and here the tree! here is the ejected, laid aside from that hour her white deer...on her shoulders, and forbore to mix in the dances 0 wind ! stream, be thou silent a while! let my voice be heard around ! Let my wanderer hear me 1 Salgar,... | |
 | Robert Chambers - 1844 - 746 pàgines
...rock, and here the tree! here is the roaring stream! Thou didst promise with night to be here. All ! 0 wind ! stream, be thou silent a while! let my voice be heard around ! Let my wanderer hear me ! Salgar,... | |
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