The Poems of Ossian

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Excerpt from The Poems of Ossian: The Son of Fingal Grey on the bank and far from men, half covered by ancient pines, from the wind, a lone ly pile exalts its head, long-¿aaken by the ¿orms of the north. To this ¿ed Sigurd, fierce in fight, from Harold the leader of armies, when fate had brightened his fpear with renown, when he conquered in that rude field, where Lulan's warriors fell in blood, or rofe, in terror, on the waves of the main. Darkly fat the grey haired chief yet forrow dwelt not in his foul. But when the warrior thought on the pail, his proud heart heaved again his fide forth-¿ew his fword from its place he wounded Harold in all the winds. About the Publisher Forgotten Books publishes hundreds of thousands of rare and classic books. Find more at www.forgottenbooks.com This book is a reproduction of an important historical work. Forgotten Books uses state-of-the-art technology to digitally reconstruct the work, preserving the original format whilst repairing imperfections present in the aged copy. In rare cases, an imperfection in the original, such as a blemish or missing page, may be replicated in our edition. We do, however, repair the vast majority of imperfections successfully, any imperfections that remain are intentionally left to preserve the state of such historical works.