 HAST* thou left thy blue course in heaven, golden-haired son of the sky ! The west has opened its gates ; the bed of thy repose is there. The waves come to behold thy beauty. They lift their trembling heads. They see thee lovely in thy sleep ; they shrink...  Y Traethodydd - Page 561907Full view - About this book
 | Bards and bardism - 1765 - 416 pages
...before him. This fpecies of triumph is called, by Offian, the/say* of '<vi8ory. 170 CARRIC-THURA: repofe is there. The waves come to behold thy beauty : they lift their trembling heads : they fee thee lovely in thy fleep; but they fhrink away with fear. Reft, in thy fhadowy cave, O "fun... | |
 | Poetry - 1773 - 432 pages
...courfe In heaven, golden-haired fon of the fky ! The weft has opened its gates ; the bed of thy repofc is there. The waves come to behold thy beauty. They lift their trembling heads. They fee thee lovely in thy fleep ; they fhrink away with fear. Reft, in thy fhadowy cave, O fun! let... | |
 | Robert Henry - Great Britain - 1788 - 518 pages
...in heaven, golden-haired " fon of the fky ! The Weft hath opened its " gates j the bed of thy repofe is there. The " waves come to behold thy beauty ; they lift <{ their trembling heads ; they fee thee lovely in " thy deep ; but they flirink away with fear. " Reft in thy fhadowy cave,... | |
 | Robert Henry - Great Britain - 1789 - 644 pages
...heaven, golden-haired fon « c* the fky ! The Weft hath opened its gates j the bed « of thy repofe is there. The waves come to behold thy « beauty ; they lift their trembling heads ; they fee thee " lovely in thy fleep ; but they flirink away with fear. " Reft in thy lhadowy cave,... | |
 | Ossian - 1790 - 446 pages
...courfe in heaven, golden-haired fon of the fky ! The weft has opened its gates ; the bed of thy reppfe is there. The waves come to behold thy beauty. They lift their trembling heads. They fee thee lovely in thy fleep; they fhrink away with fear. Reft, in thy fhadowy cave, O fun ! let... | |
 | 1799 - 252 pages
...heaven, golden•*••*• haired fon of the fky? The weft has opened its gates ; the bed of thy repofe is there. The waves come to behold thy beauty; they lift their trembling: heads: they fee thee lovely in thy fleep; but they fhrink away with fear. Reft in thy fhadowy cave, O fun... | |
 | Bards and bardism - 1803 - 352 pages
...addicted to the superstition which prevailed all the world over, before the introduction of Christianity. HAST* thou left thy blue course in heaven, goldenhaired...gates ; the bed of thy repose' is there. The waves * The song of Ullin, with which the poem opens, is in a lyric pleasure. It was usual with Fingal, when... | |
 | James Macpherson - Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1805 - 336 pages
...which prevailed all the world over, before the introduction of Christianity. CARRIC-THURA : A POEM. HAST* thou left thy blue course in heaven, golden-haired...behold thy beauty. They lift their trembling heads. They see thee lovely in thy sleep ; they shrink away with fear. Rest, in thy shadowy cave, O sun !... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 244 pages
...over all the workli bciore li tion of Christianity. HAsT f thou left thy blue course in heaven, haircd son of the sky ! The west has opened its gates ; the...behold thy beauty ; they lift their trembling heads : they see thee lovely in thy sleep ; but they shrink away with fear. Rest in thy shadowy cave, O sun... | |
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