Ossian’s Midsummer Day-Dream. “Sleeps the noon in the deep blue sky.”
(After Thos. Pattison’s translation from Ossian—“The sweet voice of Cona.”)
MARJORY KENNEDY-FRASER
Sleeps the noon in the deep blue sky,
While bright the sun shines on Cona’s steep.
Sweet sounds the note of the lonely heron,
Sleeps the noon in the deep blue sky.
Bright the sun shines on Cona’s steep,
While hounds for chase all on fire are straining.
Their deep-mouthed bay sweet as bardic music,
Sleeps the noon in the deep blue sky.
Sweet the winds softly murmuring,
Of eagle sweet is the far-heard cry.
As sails she o’er Morven’s mighty sea-board,
Sleeps the noon in the deep blue sky.