 | Bards and bardism - 1803
...tomb ; the hunter shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold!" She came, in all her tears, she came; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair locks on the ground ! Her bursting blood sounds from her side : her... | |
 | Ossian - 1805
...tomb ; the hunter shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold !" She came, in all her tears, she came ; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair locks on the ground ! Her bursting blood sounds from her side : her... | |
 | Ossian - 1806
...tomb ; the hunter shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold !" She came, in all her tears, she came ; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair locks on the ground ! Her bursting blood sounds from her side : her... | |
 | Sir John Sinclair - Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1806 - 232 pages
...that when Duchomar met with Morna on the hill, a stream murmured by her side. 36 MT line 287 — 2 " She came, in all her tears she came ; " She DREW the sword from his breast. " He PIERCED her white side ! " HE SPREAD her fair locks on the ground!" Here the translator, hardly ever faithful to... | |
 | 1807
...hunter shall raise my fame. " But draw the sword from my breast. 885 " Morna, the steel is cold !" She came, in all her tears she came ; She drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! NEW TRANSLATION. " Has the son of Armin fallen in death?" Exclaimed the maid, with her... | |
 | Ossian - 1845
...tomb ; the hunter shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold !" She came, in all her tears she came ; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair locks on the ground ! Her bursting blood sounds from her side : her... | |
 | 1857 - 492 pages
...raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold !' She came, in all tier tears she came ; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair li«-ks on the ground ! Her bursting blood sounds from her side : her... | |
 | Archibald Clerk - Scottish Gaelic poetry - 1870
...tomb. The hunters shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold ! " She came, in all her tears, she came ; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair V FINGAL. ' Daughter of Cormac of blue-spotted shields, Thou hast barred... | |
 | Modern Language Association of America - Philology, Modern - 1889
...stösst es Muirne in die Brust. Dies hat MACPHERSON auf das schänslichste so geändert und verzerrt : She came, in all her tears, she came ; She drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair locks on the ground ! Diese Proben mögen genügen, um zu zeigen, wie... | |
 | Julian Hawthorne - Literature - 1906
...tomb ; the hunter shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold ! ' She came, in all her tears she came ; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white side ! He spread her fair locks on the ground I Her bursting blood sounds from her side : her... | |
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Duchomar was the dream of her night! She will raise my tomb; the hunter shall raise my fame. But draw the sword from my breast. Morna, the steel is cold ! ' She came, in all her tears she came; she drew the sword from his breast. He pierced her white... 
