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" Rise, moon! from behind thy clouds. Stars of the night, arise! Lead me, some light, to the place where my love rests from the chase alone! his bow near him, unstrung: his dogs panting around him. But here I must sit alone, by the rock of the mossy stream.... "
The Catholic keepsake - Page 157
1843
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Poetry - 1773 - 432 pages
...dogs -panting around him. But here I muft fit alone, by the -rock of the moffy ftream. The fire-am and the wind roar aloud. I hear not the voice of my love ! Why delays my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his pramife ? 'Here is the rock, •and here the tree ! here is the roaring...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson, Volume 1

Ossian - 1790 - 446 pages
...his dogs panting around him. But herelmuft fit alone, by .the rock of the mofly ftream^ The ftream and the wind roar aloud. I hear not the voice of my love ! Why delays my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promife ? Here is the rock, and here the tree ! here is the roaring...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson, Volume 2

Ossian - 1801 - 344 pages
...his dogs panting around him. But here I vnufi fit alone, by the rock of the moffy ftream. The ftream and the wind roar aloud. I hear not the voice of my love! Why delais my Salgar , why the chief of the hill, his pvomife? Here is the rock, and here the tree! here...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2

1801 - 334 pages
...his dogs panting around liim. But here I muli fit alone, by the rock of the moffy ftream. The fiream and the wind roar aloud. I hear not the voice of my Jove! Why delais my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promife? Here is the rock, and here the...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2

1803 - 388 pages
...of the night arise ! Lead me, some light, to the place, where my love rests from the chace alone ! his bow near him, unstrung : his dogs panting around...hear not the voice of my love ! Why delays my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promise ? Here is the rock, and here the tree ! here is the roaring...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2

Bards and bardism - 1803 - 390 pages
...night arise ! Lead me, some light, to the place, where my love rests from the chace alone ! his bownear him, unstrung : his dogs panting around him. But here...hear not the voice of my love ! Why delays my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promise ? Here is the rock, and here the tree ! here is the roaring...
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The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J ..., Volume 1

Ossian - 1805 - 648 pages
...of the night arise. Lead me, some light, to the place10, where my love rests from the chace alone ! his bow near him, unstrung : his dogs panting around...hear not the voice of my love ! Why delays my Salgar, why the chief of the hill, his promise ? Here is the rock, and here the tree ! here is the roaring...
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The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J ..., Volume 2

Ossian - 1805 - 656 pages
...night, appear ! Lead me, some light, to the place where my love rests from the toil of the chacc ! his bow near him, unstrung ; his dogs panting around...of the mossy stream. The stream and the wind roar; nor can I hear the voice of my love. Why delaycth my Shalgar, why the son of the hill, his promise...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ..., Volume 2

Ossian - 1805 - 244 pages
...the night appear ! Lead me, some light, to the place where my love rests from the toil of the chase ; his bow near him, unstrung; his dogs panting around him. But here I most sit alone, by the rock of the mossy stream. The stream and the wind roar, nor can I hear the voice...
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The Poems of Ossian: &c, Volume 2

James Macpherson - Bards and bardism - 1805 - 654 pages
...night, appear ! Lead me, some light, to the place where my love rests from the toil of the chace ! his bow near him, unstrung; his dogs panting around him. But here 1 must sit alone, by the rock of the mossy stream. The stream and the wind roar; nor can I hear the...
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