“I beheld their chief, tall as a glittering rock. His spear is a blasted pine. His shield the rising moon! He sat on the shore, like a cloud of mist on the silent hill!”

—  James Macpherson

Book I
The Poems of Ossian, Fingal, an ancient Epic Poem

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Scottish writer, poet, translator, and politician 1736–1796

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