Green thorn of the hill of ghosts by John Wall Callcott — Lyrics

Text from "Temora" by "Ossian" ((James Macpherson (17361796)) Green thorn of the hill of ghosts, that shakest thy head to nightly winds! I hear no sound in thee, is there no spirit's windy skirt [shadowy form] now rustling in thy leaves? Often are the steps of the dead, in the darkeddying blasts; when the moon, a dun shield, from the east is rolled along the sky.