Fiona Macleod
Died
December 12, 1905
Genre
Influences
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The Immortal Hour
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published
1899
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14 editions
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The Sin Eater
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published
1895
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7 editions
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Iona
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published
1996
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3 editions
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The Sin Eater, The Washer of the Ford and Other Legendary Moralities
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published
1896
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31 editions
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Pharais: A Romance of the Isles
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published
1907
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46 editions
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The dominion of dreams
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published
2007
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55 editions
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The Works of Fiona Macleod, Volume IV
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published
2011
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2 editions
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The Sin-Eater and Other Tales
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published
1895
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17 editions
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Wind und Woge: Keltische Sagen
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1902
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5 editions
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The Winged Destiny: Studies in the Spiritual History of the Gael
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2004
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57 editions
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“Who plays the Song of Songs upon the Hills of Dream? It is said Love is that need-player, for There is no song like his. But today I saw one, on these still garths of shadow and silence, who put a hollow reed to his lips and played a white spell of beauty. Then I knew Love and Sorrow to be one, as in the old myth of Oengus of the White Birds and The Grey Shadows.”
― Where the Forest Murmurs : Nature Essays by Fiona Macleod
― Where the Forest Murmurs : Nature Essays by Fiona Macleod
“How beautiful they are,
The lordly ones
Who dwell in the hills,
In the hollow hills.
They have faces like flowers, And their breath is wind
That blows over grass
Filled with dewy clover.
Their limbs are more white . .
Than shafts of moonshine :
They are more fleet Than the March wind.
They laugh and are glad And are terrible :
When their lances shake
Every green reed quivers.
How beautiful they are,
How beautiful
The lordly ones
In the hollow hills.”
― The Immortal Hour: A Drama in Two Acts
The lordly ones
Who dwell in the hills,
In the hollow hills.
They have faces like flowers, And their breath is wind
That blows over grass
Filled with dewy clover.
Their limbs are more white . .
Than shafts of moonshine :
They are more fleet Than the March wind.
They laugh and are glad And are terrible :
When their lances shake
Every green reed quivers.
How beautiful they are,
How beautiful
The lordly ones
In the hollow hills.”
― The Immortal Hour: A Drama in Two Acts
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