 | Michael Bruce - 1865 - 292 oldal
...whistled to the wind. The fox looked out of the windows ; the rank grass of the wall waved round its head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina ; silence is in the house of her fathers.' — Ossian's Poems, Carthon. — M'K. NOTE (a) — P. 205. Sir James the Ross. — I have given ' Sir... | |
 | Michael Bruce - 1865 - 334 oldal
...whistled to the wind. The fox looked out of the windows ; the rank grass of the wall waved round its head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina ; silence is in the house of her fathers.' — Ossian's Poems, Carthon. — M'K. NOTE (a)— P. 205. Sir James the Ross. — I have given ' Sir... | |
 | John Holmes Agnew, Walter Hilliard Bidwell - 1866 - 818 oldal
...out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round her head. Rsise the song of mourning, 0 bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen...one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days 1 Thou lookest from thy towers to day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | William Makepeace Thackeray - 1866 - 826 oldal
...rank grass of the wall waved round her head. Eaise the song of mourning, О bards, over the land o: strangers. They have but fallen before us, for one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days 1 Thou lockest from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | Edward Isidore Sears, David Allyn Gorton, Charles H. Woodman - 1866 - 440 oldal
...subject. After duly mourning the death of Moina, in Carthon, the poet consoles the living as followi : " They have but fallen, before us ; for one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hill, son of the winged days ? Thou lookest from thy towers to-day : yet a few years, and the blast... | |
 | Matthew Arnold - 1867 - 218 oldal
...were desolate. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round her head. Raise the song of mourning, O bards, over the land...one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days ? Thou lookest from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the... | |
 | 1867 - 494 oldal
...lonely head ; the fox looks out from the windows ; the rank grass of the wall waves round his head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina. Silence is in the house of her fathers." Dumbarton Castle resisted a siege by Agricola during the Roman occupation of Britain. In AD 750 it... | |
 | Dublin University Magazine,A Literary and Political Journal - 1867 - 726 oldal
...of the wall waved round her head. Kaite I be song of mourning, U bards, over the hum of etrungeis. They have but fallen before us, for one day we must fall. Why doet thou build the hall, son of the winged days'/ Thou lookest from thy towers to-day ; yet a few... | |
 | Ossian - 1870 - 596 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows, the rank grass of the wall waved round its head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina ; silence is in...have but fallen before us ; for, one day, we must Turned Clutha by, in light stream, on the plain, From lofty walls which fell, all prone, in dust. There,... | |
 | James Brown (editor, of Elgin.) - 1873 - 406 oldal
...to the wind. The fox looked out from the windows ; the rank grass on the wall waved round his head. Desolate is the dwelling of Moina ; silence is in the house of her fathers." The pencil of a Raphael, ladies and gentlemen, could not pourtray the scene more vividly than it is... | |
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Raise the song of mourning, O bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us: for one day we must fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers today; yet a few years, and the blast of the... 
