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" O sun, in the strength of thy youth ! Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon when it shines through broken clouds, and the mist is on the hills : the blast of the north is on the plain ; the traveller shrinks in the midst... "
The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson - Page 81
by Ossian - 1790
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Annual Register, 4. köide

Edmund Burke - 1800 - 648 lehte
...deep in thy clouds, care-left of the voice of the morning.— —Exult then, O fun, in the drength of thy youth. Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon *, when it (bines through broken clouds, and the mid is on the hilts ; the blad of the north is on the plain,...
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Annual Register, 4. köide

Edmund Burke - 1762 - 666 lehte
...of the weft. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a feafon, and thy years will have an end, Thou ihalt fleep in thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the...is like the glimmering light of the moon *, when it mines through broken clouds, .and die mift is on the hills ; the blaft of the north is on the plain,...
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The Annual Register, Or, A View of the History, Politics, and ..., 4. köide

1762 - 618 lehte
...have an end. Thou (halt fleep ¿i thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the morning. Exult then, О fun, in the ftrength of thy youth. Age is dark and...is like the glimmering light of the moon *, when it ihines through broken clouds, and the mill is on the hills ; the blaft of the north is on the plain,...
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal

1765 - 416 lehte
...diminifh'd heads ; to thee I call, But with no friendly voice, and add thy name Q Sun! * "* iclouds, carelefs of the voice of the morning* Exult then,...clouds, and the mift is on the hills ; the blaft of the north is on the plain, the traveller fhrinks in the midft of his journey. THE THE . i DEATH of...
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The Poems of Ossian, 1. köide

1773 - 432 lehte
...of the weft. But thou art perhaps, like me, for a feafon, thy years will have an end. Thou malt deep in thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the morning....Age is dark and unlovely > it is like the glimmering mering light of the moon, when it fliines through broken clouds, and the mift is on the hills ; the...
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The Mirror: no. 1-36, Jan. 23, 1779-May 19, 1779

1781 - 316 lehte
...end. Thou fliajt fleep *' in thy clouds, carelefs of the voice of the " morning. Exult, then, O Sun, in the " ftrength of thy youth ! Age is dark and "..." the moon when it fhines through broken " clouds ; the blaft of the north is on the " plain, and the traveller flmnks in the midH * of his journey."...
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The Works of Ossian, the Son of Fingal, 2. köide

1783 - 274 lehte
...Hide their diminish'd heads ; ro thee I call , But with no friendly voice ; and add thy name/ O Sun ! is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon , when it shinesthrough broken clouds , and the mi ft is on the hills; the blaft of the north is on the plain...
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The Poems of Ossian, 1. köide

1784 - 432 lehte
...when thunder rolls; and lightning flies; thou lookeft in thy beauty, from the clouds, and laugheft at the ftorm. But to Offian, thou lookeft in vain...Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering mering light of the moon, when it fhineS through broken clouds, and tne mift is on the hills; the blaft...
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The New-York magazine; or, Literary repository, 2. köide

1791 - 822 lehte
...malt fleep in thy clouds, carelcfs of the voice of the moming. Exult then, О Sun, in the ftrcngth of thy youth ! Age is dark and unlovely ; it is like the glimmering light of the moon when it mines through broken clouds ; the blaft of the north is on the plain, and the traveller (hrinks in...
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Encyclopædia Britannica: Or, A Dictionary of Arts ..., 3. köide,1. osa

Colin Macfarquhar, George Gleig - 1797 - 430 lehte
...an end : thou ihalt deep in thy clouds, care•lefs of the voice of the morning. — Exult then, О fun, in the ftrength of thy youth ! age is dark and...is like the glimmering light of the moon, when it mines through broken clouds, and the mill is on the hills, the howling blaft of the north is on the...
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