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" Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers to-day; yet a few years, and the blast of the desart comes; it howls in thy empty court, and whistles round thy half-worn shield. "
Portugal Illustrated: In a Series of Letters - الصفحة 404
بواسطة William Morgan Kinsey - 1828 - عدد الصفحات: 500
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The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J ..., المجلد 1

Ossian - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 648
...silence is in the house of her fathers. Raise the song of mourning, О bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we...towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the desart comes*3; it howls in thy empty talions of the clasping ivy and the fox obscene. But the original...

The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ..., المجلد 2

Ossian - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 244
...mourning, O bards, orer the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we most fall. Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged...towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the desart comes ; it howls on thy empty coort, and whistles round thy half-worn shield. And let the blast...

The Poems of Ossian, المجلد 2

James Macpherson - 1805 - عدد الصفحات: 336
...silence is in the house of her fathers. Raise the song of mourning, O bards ! over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we...thou build the hall, son of the winged days ? Thou lookcst from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the desert comes ; it howls in the...

The Stranger in Ireland: Or, A Tour in the Southern and Western Parts of ...

Sir John Carr - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 322
...me of the words of Ossian. " Why dost " thou build the hall, son of the winged days ? Thou look'st " from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of " the desart comes : it howls in thy empty court" Stupendous mountains enclose this place on all sides, except...

The Stranger in Ireland: Or, A Tour in the Southern and Western Parts of ...

Sir John Carr - 1806 - عدد الصفحات: 366
...has become a dreary desert. The venerable remains of this city reminded me of the words of Ossian. " Why dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days ? Thou " look'st from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of " the desartcomes: it howls in...

Caledonian Sketches, Or, A Tour Through Scotland in 1807: To which is ...

Sir John Carr - 1809 - عدد الصفحات: 328
...gloomy august pile. As I contemplated it, my mind accompanied my eye with the lines of Ossian : — " They have but fallen before us— for one day we must fall. Whydost thou build the hall, son of the winged day ? Thou lookesf from thy towers to-day; yet, a few...

St. Clair; Or, The Heiress of Desmond

Lady Morgan (Sydney) - 1812 - عدد الصفحات: 486
...generally concluding with an emphatic shake of the headj and a melancholy apostrophe from Qs&ian ; " Why' dost thou build the hall, son of the winged days ? thou lookest from thy tower to-day, yet a few years, and the blast of the desert shall come} it howls in thy empty court,...

Sketches of the History of Man, المجلد 1

Lord Henry Home Kames - 1813 - عدد الصفحات: 536
...song of mourning over " the strangers. One day we must fall ; and they have " only fallen before us. Why dost thou build the hall, " son of the winged days ! Thou lookest from thy towers " to day : soon will the blast of the desert come. It " howls in thy empty court, and whistles over...

The Words of the Most Favourite Pieces: Performed at the Glee Club, the ...

Richard Clark - 1814 - عدد الصفحات: 530
...in the house of her fathers ; Raise the song of mourning, O bards, Over the land of strangers, — They have but fallen before us, For one day we must fall. Yet a few years, and the blast of the desert comes, And whistles round the half-worn shield. Let the...

Hours of Idleness: A Series of Poems, Original and Translated

George Gordon Byron Baron Byron - 1820 - عدد الصفحات: 176
...written beneath an Elm, in the Churchyard of Harrow on the Hill 159 POEMS. ON LEAVING NEWSTEAD ABBEY. WHY dost thou build the hall ? Son of the winged days ! Thou lookest from thy tower to day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the desart comes ; it howls in thy empty court. OSSIAN....




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