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...Druids, lie, Nor on the fhaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva fpreads her wifard ftream i 55 Ay me ! I fondly dream Had ye been there, for what could that have done? What could the Mufe herfelf that Orpheus bore, The Mui^ herfelf for her inchanting ion, Whom Whom univerfal nature...

...famous Druids, lie, Nor on the fhaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva fpreads her wifard ftream :55 Ay me! I fondly dream Had ye been there, for what could that have done? What could the Mufe herfelf that Orpheus bore, The Mufe herfelf for her inchanting fon, Whom univerfal nature did...

...famous Druids, lie; Nor on the fliaggy top of Mona high; Nor yet where Deva fpreads her wizard ftream. Ay me ! I fondly dream Had ye been there; for what could that have done? What could the Mufe herfelf that Orpheus bore, The Mufe herfelf for her enchanting fon, Whom univerfal nature did...

...remorseless deep Clos'd o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep, 51 Where your old bards, the famous Druids, lie, Nor...shaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wisard stream i 55 Ay me ! I fondly dream Had ye been there, for what could-that have done ? What could...

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...Druids, lie, Nor on the fliaggy top of Mona high, Nor yet where Deva fpreads her wifard ftream : 55 Ay me ! I fondly dream Had ye been there, for what could that have done ? What could the Mufe herfelf that Orpheus bore, The Mufe herfelf for her inchanting fon, Whom univerfal nature did...

...were ye, nymphs ! when the remorseless deep Clos'd o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas ? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards,...high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream.* Having now treated fully of Ossian's talents, with' respect to description and imagery, it only remains...

...nymphs, when the remorseless deep Closed o'er the head of your loved Lycidas f For neither were you playing on the steep, Where your old bards, the famous...! Had ye been there, for what could that have done ? The resemblance is such, that even Milton's phraseology is preserved in Ossian. Where viere ye, nymphs...

...were ye, nymphs, when the remorseless deep Clos'd o'er the head of your lov'd Lycidas? For neither were ye playing on the steep Where your old bards,...high, Nor yet where Deva spreads her wizard stream. t The mention of places remarkably romantic, the supposed habitation of Druids, bards, and wizards,...