Fragments Of Ancient Poetry, Fragment Viii Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis
Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFBFG HIJBKLMNO JPQINRSTFFU FVCDWXBYZQ A2YB2IC2D2E2ZF2ZYBG2 H2LB2AG2YYH2FH2LFI2 J2WLJH2K2| By the side of a rock on the hill beneath | A |
| the aged trees old Oscian | B |
| sat on the moss the last of the race of | C |
| Fingal Sightless are his aged eyes | D |
| his beard is waving in the wind Dull | E |
| through the leafless trees he heard the | F |
| voice of the north Sorrow revived in | B |
| his soul he began and lamented the | F |
| dead | G |
| - | |
| How hast thou fallen like an oak | H |
| with all thy branches round thee Where | I |
| is Fingal the King where is Oscur my | J |
| son where are all my race Alas in | B |
| the earth they lie I feel their tombs | K |
| with my hands I hear the river below | L |
| murmuring hoarsely over the stones | M |
| What dost thou O river to me Thou | N |
| bringest back the memory of the past | O |
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| The race of Fingal stood on thy | J |
| banks like a wood in a fertile soil | P |
| Keen were their spears of steel Hardy | Q |
| was he who dared to encounter their | I |
| rage Fillan the great was there Thou | N |
| Oscur wert there my son Fingal himself | R |
| was there strong in the grey locks | S |
| of years Full rose his sinewy limbs | T |
| and wide his shoulders spread The | F |
| unhappy met with his arm when the | F |
| pride of his wrath arose | U |
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| The son of Morny came Gaul the | F |
| tallest of men He stood on the hill like | V |
| an oak his voice was like the streams of | C |
| the hill Why reigneth alone he cries | D |
| the son of the mighty Corval Fingal is | W |
| not strong to save he is no support for | X |
| the people I am strong as a storm in | B |
| the ocean as a whirlwind on the hill | Y |
| Yield son of Corval Fingal yield to | Z |
| me | Q |
| - | |
| Oscur stood forth to meet him | A2 |
| my son would meet the foe But Fingal | Y |
| came in his strength and smiled at | B2 |
| the vaunter's boast They threw their | I |
| arms round each other they struggled | C2 |
| on the plain The earth is ploughed with | D2 |
| their heels Their bones crack as the boat | E2 |
| on the ocean when it leaps from wave to | Z |
| wave Long did they toil with night | F2 |
| they fell on the sounding plain as two | Z |
| oaks with their branches mingled fall | Y |
| crashing from the hill The tall son | B |
| of Morny is bound the aged overcame | G2 |
| - | |
| Fair with her locks of gold her | H2 |
| smooth neck and her breasts of snow | L |
| fair as the spirits of the hill when at | B2 |
| silent noon they glide along the heath | A |
| fair as the rainbow of heaven came | G2 |
| Minvane the maid Fingal She softly | Y |
| saith loose me my brother Gaul | Y |
| Loose me the hope of my race the terror | H2 |
| of all but Fingal Can I replies the | F |
| King can I deny the lovely daughter | H2 |
| of the hill take thy brother O Minvane | L |
| thou fairer than the snow of the | F |
| north | I2 |
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| Such Fingal were thy words but | J2 |
| thy words I hear no more Sightless | W |
| I sit by thy tomb I hear the wind in | L |
| the wood but no more I hear my | J |
| friends The cry of the hunter is over | H2 |
| The voice of war is ceased | K2 |
James Macpherson
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