In thoughts from the visions of the night, When deep sleep falleth on men, Fear came upon me, and trembling, Which made all my bones to shake. Then a spirit passed before my face; The hair of my flesh stood up: It stood still, but I could not discern... The poems of Ossian, tr. by J. Macpherson. To which are prefixed ... - Page 134 by Ossian - 1845 Full view -
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