 | Bards and bardism - 1765 - 416 pages
...his wound ? And flies he, on the clouds, with thee ? 1 feel the fun, Q Malvina, leave me to my reft. Perhaps they may come to my dreams ; I think I hear...a feeble voice. — The beam of heaven delights to fhine on the grave of Carthon : I feel it warm around. O THOU that rolleft above*, round as the ihield... | |
 | Poetry - 1773 - 432 pages
...forgot hi& wound ? Flies he, on . clouds, witk thee ? I feel the fun, O Malvina, leave me to my reft. Perhaps they may come to my dreams ; I think I hear a feeble 4 a feefrle roi<# I The beam of heav? & &ii$hts to fliine PIT th.e grave of CarthPR : l fol around... | |
 | Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1783 - 274 pages
...clouds , with thec ? —I feel the fun , O Malvina , leave me to my reft. Perhaps they may come ro my dreams ; I think I hear a feeble voice. — The...shine on the grave of Carthon : I feel it warm around. O thou tjiat rolleft above (i) , round as the shield of my fathers ! Whence are thy beams , O fun !... | |
 | Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1790 - 322 pages
...forgot his wound? Flies he, on clouds, withthee ? I feel the fun, O Malvina ! leave me 'to -my reft. Perhaps they may come to my dreams ; I think I hear a feeble voice ! The beam of heaven delights to fhine on the grave of Carthon : I feel.it warm around ! O thou that rolleft above., round as the fliield... | |
 | Ossian - 1790 - 446 pages
...thee ? I feel the fun, O Malvina ! leave me to my reft. Perhaps they may come to my dreams ; I think think I hear a feeble voice ! The beam of heaven delights to fhine on the grave of Garthon : I feel it warm around ! O thou that rolleft above, round as the fhield... | |
 | 1799 - 252 pages
...his wound? And flies he, on the clouds, with thee? I feel the fun, O Malvina, leave me to my reft. Perhaps they may come to my dreams; I think I hear a feeble voice The beam of heaven delights to ftiine on the grave of Carthon: I feel it warm around. O thou that rolleft above, round as the mield... | |
 | Ossian - 1801 - 338 pages
...youth forget his wound? Flies he, on clouds, with thee? I feel the fun, O Malvina! leave me to my refl. Perhaps they may come to my dreams; I think I hear a feeble voice! The beam of heaven delights to fhine on the grave ofCarthon: I feel it warm around ! O Thou that rolleft above, round as the fhield... | |
 | 1801 - 326 pages
...forgot his wound? Flies he , on clouds , with thee ? I feel the fun, O Malvina! leave me to my reft. Perhaps they may come to my dreams; I think I hear a feeble voice I The beam of heaven delights to fhine on the grave oi'Cnrthon : I feel it wann around ! O Thou that... | |
 | British essayists - 1802 - 216 pages
...remembrance of that herO| thus pours himself forth : — ' I feel the sun, O Malvina ! leave me to my rest. The beam of Heaven delights to shine on the grave of Carthon ; I feel it warm around. — ' O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers ! whence are thy beams, O Sun ?... | |
 | Bards and bardism - 1803 - 352 pages
...Has the youth forgot his wound ? Flies he, on clouds, with thee ? I feel the sun, O Malvina ! leave me to my rest. Perhaps they may come to my dreams;...shine on the grave of Carthon: I feel it warm around! O thou that rollest above, round as the shield of my fathers! Whence are thy beams, O sun! thy everlasting... | |
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Whence are thy beams, O sun ! thy everlasting light? Thou comest forth in thy awful beauty ; the stars hide themselves in the sky ; the moon, cold and pale, sinks in the western wave. But thou thyself movest alone; who can be a companion of thy course? 
