...fociety of her own country-people at Richmond. When (he informed me of this, me repeated from Offian, and her foreign accent rendered it more affecting — Often did the memory of for~ mer times come, like the evening fan, on my JbuL' — I was a little furprifed to find the marchionefs...

...composed by a bard. DID not Ossian hear a voice ? or is it the sound of days that are no more ? Often does the memory of former times come, like the evening sun, on my soul. The noise of the chace is renewed. In thought, I lift the spear. But Ossian did hear a voice ! AVho...

...compused by a bard. DID not Ossian hear a voice ? or is it the sound of days that are no more ? Often does the memory of former times come, like the evening sun, on my soul. The noise of the chase is renewed ; and, in thought, I lift the spear. But Ossian did hear a voice...

...CUTHONA A POEM. DID not Ossian hear a voice ? or is it the sound of days that are no more ? Often does the memory of former times come, like the evening sun, on my soul. The noise of the chace is renewed. In thought I lift the spear. But Ossian did hear a voice ! Who art...

...composed by a bard. DID not Ossian hear a voice? or is it the sound of days that are no more? Often does the memory of former times come, like the evening sun, on my soul. The noise of the chace is renewed. In thought, I lift the spear. But Ossian did hear a voice ! Who...

...Adieu ! my dear Lady Diana. H. CLIFFORD. LETTER XCIII. The Honourable JOHN MORDAUNT to COLONEL SOMHERS. London. 1 WAITED on the marchioness the day after...Ossian. She told me she had a great relish for them : and that this was no unusual thing among the lovers of poetry in her country. People of the most...

...Lady Diana. H. CLIFFORD. LETTER XCIII. ^lie Honourable JOHN MORDAUNT to COLONEL SOMMERS. London. JL WAITED on the marchioness the day after my arrival...former times come, like the evening sun, on my soul.— rl was a little surprised to find the marchioness acquainted with the poems of Ossian. She told me...

...writhes in silent woe. Robert Southey* For the Genius of Universal Emancipation. MEMORY. " Often does the memory of former times come like the evening sun on my soul. " " We call back, maid of Lutha, the years that have rolled away." Ossian, Blessed memory ! that double...

...noble father. " Did not Ossian hear a voice ? or is it the sound of days that are no more ? Often does the memory of former times come like the evening sun, on my soul. The noise of the chase is renewed. In thought I lift the spear. But Ossian did hear a voice ! Who art...

...Dear Anthony, In the plenitude of earthly affliction, • MlLKblUS O'KliGA.V CHAPTER I. " Often does the memory of former times Come like the evening sun on my soul." OSSIAN. I had just returned from performing the last sad offices of friendship — at least the last...