...face; and his voice is like diftant thunder. Fingal advanced with the fpear of his ftrength, and raifed his voice on high. SON of night, retire: call thy winds and fly! Why doft thou come to my prefence, with thy fhadowy arms ? Do I fear thy gloomy form, difmal fpirit of...

...defcribed, in a fimile, in the poem concerning the death of Cuchullin. J m • his his dufky fpear. His eyes appear like flames in his dark face ; his voice is like diftant thunder. Fingal advanced his fpear in night, and raifed his voice on high. SON of night, retire...

...its wings was the fpirit of Loda. He came to his place in his terrors *, and fhook his duffcy fpear. His eyes appear like flames in his dark face ; his voice is like diftant thunder. Fingal advanced his fpear in night, and raifed his voice on high. Son of night, retire...

...his dark "face ; his voice is like diftant thunder. Fingal advanced his fpear in night, and raifed his voice on high. Son of night, retire : call thy winds, and fly t Why doft thou come to my prefence, with thy fhadowy arras ? Do I fear thy gloomy form, fpirh * the...

...'in the poem of Caricthura : " A blast," says he, " came from the mountain, which bore on its wings the spirit of Loda. He .came to his place in his terrors, and he lhook his dufky spear. His eyes appear .like flames in his dark face, and his voice is like distant...

...face; and his voice is like diftant thunder. Fingal advanced with the fpear of his ftrength, and raifed his voice on high. Son of night) retire: call thy winds and fly: Why doft thou come to my prefence, with thy (hadowy arms ? Do I fear thy gloomy form, difmal fpirit of...

...• i . • v . •* \i-"f j; Berrathon, vol. ii. p. aoj. , ; ''.A blast c»oie from the mountain, q? its wings was the Spirit of Loda. -He came 'to his place in his terrors, and shook Ins dusky spear. His eyes appear like flames in his dark face; his voice is like distant thunder. Fingal...

...his dark face; his voice is like diftant thunder. Fingal advanced i)is fpear in night, and raifed hie -voice on high. Son of night, retire : call thy winds, and fly! Why doft thou come to my prefence , with thy fhadowy arms ? Do I fear thy gloomy form, fpirit of difmal...

...thu fein gun dail. As m' fhianuis, a dhubh-mhic nan speur ; Gairm d'osag dhuit fhein, 's bi falbh ! his terrors, and shook his dusky spear. His eyes appear...his voice is like distant thunder. Fingal advanced bis spear in night, and raised his voice on high. Son of night, retire : call thy winds and fly ! Why...

...flame of Sarno's tower. The flame was dim and distant ; the moon hid her red face in the east. A blast came from the mountain, on its wings was the spirit of Loda. He came to his place in Cruth Loduinn san lear gun tuar. ' Thainig e gu 'chomhnuidh fein, A dhubh shleagh gun f heum 'na laimh,...