Son of the noble Fingal, Oscian, prince of men! what tears run down the cheeks of age? what shades thy mighty soul? Memory, son of Alpin, memory wounds the aged. Of former times are my thoughts; my thoughts are of the noble Fingal. A vindication of natural society, by Edm. Burke. The history and antiquities ... - Page 133 de Robert Dodsley - 1761 Affichage du livre entier -
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