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" Thy rustling wing was in the-tree; the dream of Malvina fled. But she beheld her love, when his robe of mist flew on the wind. A sun-beam was on his skirts, they glittered like the gold of the stranger. It was the voice of my love ! seldom comes he to... "
Pantographia: Containing Accurate Copies of All the Known Alphabets in the ... - Page 27
by Edmund Fry - 1799 - 320 pages
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, Volume 2

1783 - 274 pages
...IL K my foul. Why didft thou come , O blaft , from the dark-rolling of the lake ? Thy ruftling wing was in the trees , the dream of Malvina departed. But she beheld her love, when his robe of mift flew on the wind; the beam of the fun was on his skirts , they glittered like the gold of the...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

1803 - 350 pages
...dream of Malvina fled. But she beheld her love, when his robe of mist flew on the wind. A sun-beam was on his skirts, they glittered like the gold of the stranger. It was the voice of my love ! seldom comes he to my dreams !" " But thou dwellest in the soul of Malvina, son of mighty Ossian...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

1803 - 352 pages
...from the dark-rolling face of the lake ? Thy rustling wing was in the-tree; the dream of Malvina fled. But she beheld her love, when his robe of mist flew on the wind. A sun-beam was on his skirts, they glittered like the gold of the stranger. It was the voice of my...
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The History of Scotland: From the Union of the Crowns on the ..., Volume 4

Malcolm Laing - 1804 - 556 pages
...repeatedly employed in Tcmora, the next specimen, for pouring mist on the warrior's grave. " A sun-beam was on his skirts ; " they glittered like the gold of the stranger :" an imitation of Milton's angel-wings ; " Skirted his loins ami thighs with downy gold ;" may contain...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ..., Volume 2

Ossian - 1805 - 244 pages
...fluttering of my soul. Why didst thou'corne, O blast, from th; dark-rolling of tlie lake? Thy rustling wing was in the trees, the dream of Malvina departed. But...the stranger. It was the voice of my love ! few are his.visits to my dreams I " But thou dwellest in the souj of Malvina, son of mighty Ossian, My sighs...
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The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J ..., Volume 1

Ossian - 1805 - 648 pages
...the dark-rolling face of the lake ? Thy rustling wing was in the tree J ; the dream of Malvina fled. But she beheld her love, when his robe of mist flew on the wind. A sun-beam was on his skirts, they glittered like the gold of the stranger*. It was * The steps of...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. Blair's critical ..., Volume 1

Ossian - 1806 - 366 pages
...from the dark-rolling face of the lake 1 Thy rustling wing was in the tree; the dream of Malvina fled. But she beheld her love, when his robe of mist flew on the wind. A sun-beam was on his skirts, they glittered like the gold of the stranger. It was the voice of my...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

1810 - 364 pages
...her love, when his robe of mist flew on the " wind. A sun-beam was on his skirts, they glit" tered like the gold of the stranger. It was the " voice of my love! seldom comes he to my " dreams!" " But thou dwellest in the soul of Malvina, " son of mighty Ossian!...
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The Claims of Ossian Examined and Appreciated: an Essay on the Scottish and ...

Edward Davies - 1825 - 356 pages
...From the dark-rolling face of the laket Thy rustling wing was in the tree; The dream of Malvina fled. But she beheld her love, When his robe of mist flew on the wind. A sun-beam was on his skirts: 1807:— Lan aille do mhiann fo chruaidh t Cuoin am fonn na mo chluais...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ...

Ossian - 1845 - 546 pages
...the dark-rolling face of the lake ? Thy rustling wing was in the tree ; the dream of Malvina fled. But she beheld her love when his robe of mist flew on the wind. A sun beam was on his skirts, they glittered like the goW of the stranger. It was the voice of my love...
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