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" Close it not till Colma come. My life flies away like a dream! why should I stay behind? "
Literary Amusements: In Verse and Prose - Page 47
by Daniel Webb - 1787 - 76 pages
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Fragments of ancient poetry, collected in the highlands of Scotland, and tr ...

Fragments - 1760
...and I will not be afraid. Whither are ye gone to reft ? In what cave of the hill fhall I find you ? I fit in my grief. I wait for morning in my tears....till I come. My life flieth away like a dream: why fliould I ftay behind? Here (hall I reft with my friends by the flrearn of the founding rock. When...
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A vindication of natural society, by Edm. Burke. The history and antiquities ...

Robert Dodsley, Joseph Spence, Jean Denis Attiret, William Hay, Nathaniel Lancaster, Charles Whitworth Baron Whitworth, Paul Hentzner - 1761
...of the Hill fhall I find you ? No feeble Voice is on the Wind : No Anfwer half-drowned in the Storms of the Hill. I fit in my Grief. I wait for Morning...of the Dead ; but clofe it not till I come. My Life flyeth away like a Dream : Why fhould I ftay behind ? Here fhall I reft with my Friends by the Stream...
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Fugitive pieces, on various subjects, Volume 2

Robert Dodsley - 1761
...feeble Voice is on the Wind : No Anfwer half-drowned in the Storms of the I fit in my Grief. I watt for Morning in my Tears. Rear the Tomb, ye Friends of the Dead; but clofc it not till I come. My Life flyeth away like a Dream : Why fhould I ftay behind ? Here lhall...
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Volume 2

1765
...find you ?: No feeble voice is on the wind : no anfwer half-drowned in the ftorms of the kill. I SIT in my grief. I wait for morning in my tears. Rear...tomb, ye friends of the dead ; but clofe it not till Colma come. My life flies away like a dream : why fhould I ftay behind ? Here fhall I reft with my...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Celts - 1773
...departed ? No feeble voice is on the gale : no anfwer halfdrowned in the ftorm ! I SIT in my grief 1 I wait for morning in my tears ! Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead. Clofe it not till Colma come,, My life flies a away away like a dream : why iliould I ftay behind ?...
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Volume 2

Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1783
...the hill shall I find you ? No feeble voice is on the wind : no anfwer half- drowned in. the florins of the hill, I fit in my grief. I wait for morning...tomb , ye friends of the dead ; but clofe it not till Colma come. My life flies away like a dream : why should f flay behind ? Here shall I reft with my...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Celts - 1784
...fhall I find the departed ? No feeble voice is on the gale : no anfwer half-* drowned in the ftorm ! I fit in my grief! I wait for morning in my tears! Rear the tomb, ye friends of the dead. Clofe it not till Colma come. My life .flies away away like a dream : why fhould I ftay behind ? Here...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson, Volume 1

Ossian - 1790
...fhall I find the departed ? No feeble voice is on the gale : no anfwer half-drowned in the ftorm ! I fit in my grief! I wait for morning in my tears ! Rear the tomb, ye friends of the .dead. Qofe it not till Colma come. My My life flies away like a dream : why fhould I ftay behind ? Here fhall...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1790
...hill fhall I find the departed ? No feeble voice is on the gale : no anfwer halfdrowned in the ftorm \ I fit in my grief ! I wait for morning in my tears ! Rear tlie tomb, ye friends of the dead. Clofe it not till Colma come. My life flies away away like a dream...
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The Poems of Ossian, the Son of Fingal

1799
...of the hill (hall I find you ? No feeble voice is on the wind : no anfwer half-drowned in the florms of the hill. , I fit in my grief. I wait for morning...tomb, ye friends of the dead : but clofe it not till Colma come. My life flies av.';iy like a dream.: \vhy fliould I ftay behind ! Here fhall I reft with...
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