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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 desert comes ; it howls in thy empty court, and whistles round thy half-worn shield. "
St. Clair: Or, The Heiress of Desmond - Page 185
by Lady Morgan (Sydney) - 1812
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 1

Bards and bardism - 1803
...bards ! over the land • of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we must fall. 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 desert comes ; it howls in thy empty court, and...
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The poems of Ossian, &c. containing the poetical works of J. Macpherson ...

Ossian - 1805
...О bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we must fall. 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*3; it howls in thy empty talions...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ...

Ossian - 1805
...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 days ? thou lookest from thy towers to-day ; yet a few years, and the blast of the desart comes ; it howls on thy empty coort, and...
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The Poems of Ossian, Volume 2

1805
...O bards ! over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us : for, one day, we must fall. Why dost 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...
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Palmyra: And Other Poems

Thomas Love Peacock - 1806 - 141 pages
...mourning, oh bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us: for, one day, we must fall. 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 desert comes; it howls in thy empty court, and...
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Stranger in Ireland; or, A tour in the southern and western parts of that ...

Sir John Carr - Ireland - 1806 - 350 pages
...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...
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The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. Blair's critical dissertations

Ossian - 1806
...Fingal'slawj were extant in hisown time. VOL. I. O us: for, one day, we must fall. Why tIo.sl1.hou build the hall, son of the winged days? Thou lookest from thy towers to-day; yet a few years, and the blast of the desert comes ; it howls in thy empty court, and...
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Sketches of the History of Man, Volume 1

Lord Henry Home Kames - Civilization - 1813
...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...
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Hours of idleness: a series of poems, original and translated

Baron George Gordon Byron Byron - 1820 - 160 pages
...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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Rossiĭskai͡a Antologii͡a: Specimens of Russian Poets, with Preliminary ...

Sir John Bowring - Russian poetry - 1821 - 240 pages
...mourning, O bards, over the land of strangers. They have but fallen before us ; for one day we must fall. 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 desert comes ; it howls in thy empty court, and...
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