 | 1765 - 416 str.
...heads in the wind. The roes bound towards the defart. BUT there is a murmur in the heath ! the ftormy winds abate ! I hear the voice of FingaL Long has it been abfent from mine ear!— — Come, Offian, come away, he fays; Fingal has received his fame. We patted... | |
 | 1773 - 466 str.
...heads in the wind. The roes bound towards the defart." " THERE is a murmur in the heath ! the ftormy winds abate ! I hear the voice of Fingal. Long has it been abfent from mine ear ! " Come, Offian, come away," he fays. " Fingal has re* ceived his fame. We patted... | |
 | 1799 - 252 str.
...heads in the -wind. The roes bound towards the defert. But there is a murmur in the heath! the ftormy winds abate! I hear the voice of Fingal. Long has it been abfent from mine ear! " Come, Oman, come away," he fays: " Fingal has received his fame. We patted... | |
 | Natham Drake - 1800 - 510 str.
...in its vale. The bushes shake their green heads in the wind., The roes bound towards the desart. I i There is a murmur in the heath ! the stormy winds...had shone for a season. Our departure was in renown. Though the plains. of our battles are dark and silent; our fame is in the four grey stones. The voice... | |
 | James Macpherson - 1803 - 386 str.
...was supposed, had the command of the winds and storms, but took no concern in the affairs of men. " There is a murmur in the heath ! the stormy winds...had shone for a season. Our departure was in renown. Though the plains of our battles are dark and silent ; our fame is in the four grey stones. The voice... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 244 str.
...bushes shake their green heads in the wind. The roes bound towards the desart. But there is a mormor on the heath ! the stormy winds abate ! I hear the voice of Fingal. Long has it been absent from mine earl " Come, Ossian, come away," he says : " Fingal has received his fame. We passed away, like flames... | |
 | Ossian - 1805 - 648 str.
...with thy fathers on clouds." I come, I come, thou king of men ! The life of Ossian fails. I begin 11 There is a murmur in the heath ! the stormy winds abate. I hear the voice of Fingal.— Come, Ossian, come away, he says.J The whole passage is troin POPE'S Eloísa. In each low vind methinks... | |
 | Ossian - 1806 - 364 str.
...concern in the affair* of me». shake their green heads in the wind. The roes bound towards the desert. " There is a murmur in the heath ! the stormy winds...had shone for a season. Our departure was in renown. Though the plains of our battles are dark and silent ; our fame is in the four grey stones. The voice... | |
 | 1810 - 378 str.
...its vale. The bushes shake their green «' heads in the wind. The roes bound towards the " desert." " There is a murmur in the heath ! the stormy " winds abate ! I hear the voiee of Fingal. Long " has it been absent from mine ear ! ' Come, " Ossian, eome away,' he says. Fingal... | |
 | 1812 - 364 str.
...its vale. The bushes shake their green heads in the wind. The roes bound towards the desert. ' • There is a murmur in the heath ! the stormy winds...Ossian, come away,' he says. Fingal has received his fame\Ve passed away, like flames that had shone for a season. Our departure was in renown. Though the... | |
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There is a murmur in the heath! the stormy winds abate! I hear the voice of Fingal. Long has it been absent from mine ear! "Come, Ossian, come away, 
