 | George Benjamin Woods - England - 1916 - 1604 pages
...Helmets are cleft on high. Blood so bursts and smokes around. Strings murmur on the polished yews. nd wandering seem but folly, — Should we be loth to stir from home, 60 And yet be melancholy As the noise of the troubled ocean, when roll 85 the waves on high; as the last peal of thunder in... | |
 | Meta Helena Miller - Comparative literature - 1925 - 218 pages
...« Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes around. Strings murmur on the polished yews. Darts rush along the sky. Spears fall like the circles of light, which gild the face of night. As the noise of the troubled ocean, when roll the waves on high. As the last peal of thunder in Heaven,... | |
 | R. R. Agrawal - Art - 1990 - 316 pages
...steel. Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes around. Strings murmur on the polished yews. Darts rush along the sky. Spears fall like the circles of light, which gild the face of night. As the noise of the troubled ocean, when roll the waves on high; as the last peal of thunder in heaven,... | |
 | Adam Potkay - Language Arts & Disciplines - 1994 - 276 pages
...Fingal: "Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes around. Strings murmur on the polished yews. Darts rush along the sky. Spears fall like the circles of light which gild the face of the night" (233). Yet Ossian's language purposefully distracts us from the brutality it implies: the... | |
 | Michael O'Clery - History - 2003 - 398 pages
...helmets are cleft on high — blood bursts and smokes around — strings murmur on the polished yew — darts rush along the sky — spears fall like the circles of light, which brighten the face of night. As the noise of the troubled ocean, when roll the waves on high — as... | |
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Helmets are cleft on high. Blood bursts and smokes around. Strings murmur on the polished yews. Darts rush along the sky, spears fall like the circles of light which gild the face of night. 
