...deep Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas ? " Ah me ! I fondly dream' Had ye been there, fur what could that have done? What could the muse herself,...enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent; Down the swift...

...tepuere nivea, simimittitur ingens Haemus, et angustoa Rhodope descendit in amnes.—Si. THEB. xi. 7 What could the Muse herself that Orpheus bore, The...enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When, by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent, Down the swift...

...o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie ; Nor on the shaggy top of...high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. The mention of places remarkably romantic, the supposed habitations of Druids, Bards, and Wizards,...

...o'er the head of your lov'd Lyeidas ! For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where l>eva spreads her wizard stream : Ah me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there—for what could that...

...o'er the head of your loved Lycidas 1 For neither were ye playing on the sleep. Where your old barde, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high. Nor yet where Dcva spreads her wizard stream. * The Greek verse is most expressive of the seme : we hear the very...

...o'er Ihe head of your loved Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie; Nor on the shaggy top of Mona, high, Nor yel where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Lycidus. Having now treated fully of Ossian's talents with...

..."Where were ye, Nymphs, when the remorseless deep Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas ? " Ah mo ! I fondly dream ' Had ye been there, for what could...enchanting son, Whom universal nature did lament, When by the rout that made the hideous roar, His gory visage down the stream was sent ; Down the swift...

...o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas t For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona...high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream : Ah me ! I fondly dream ! Had ye been there—for what could that have done ! What could the muse...

...o'er the head of your loved Lycidas 1 For neither were ye playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Ueva spreads her wizard stream. Ah me ! I fondly dream ! His gory visage down the stream was sent,...

...Lycidas ? » For neither were ye playing on the steep, . Where your old bards, the famous Druids lie, Noi on the shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. Among these wild scenes, 'Deva's wizard stream' is admirably imaged; by this one word, presenting to...