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    Harold the Dauntless
    Harold the Dauntless
    Harold the Dauntless
    Audiobook2 hours

    Harold the Dauntless

    Written by Sir Walter Scott

    Narrated by LibriVox Community

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    About this audiobook

    Harold the Dauntless is a rhymed, romantic, narrative-poem by Sir Walter Scott. Written in 1817, it weaves together elements of popular English legends and folklore using dramatic themes.

    The poem recounts the exploits and the personal spiritual journey of a doubtful knight errant - Harold the son of Danish Count Witikind: who seeks to recover his lands and wed a suitable spouse.

    Fire-breathing Harold is as much a stranger to love as he is addicted to dangerous adventure: yet his own confrontations with the spirit-world shake his faith in supposed omnipotence of the traditional Norse pantheon.

    Can a blood-thirsty warrior like Harold ever feel the raptures of love?

    Can a man born to cherish gods of war really wish to exchange them for a God of peace?

    (Introduction by Godsend)
    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLibriVox
    Release dateAug 25, 2014
    Harold the Dauntless
    Author

    Sir Walter Scott

    Sir Walter Scott was born in Scotland in 1771 and achieved international fame with his work. In 1813 he was offered the position of Poet Laureate, but turned it down. Scott mainly wrote poetry before trying his hand at novels. His first novel, Waverley, was published anonymously, as were many novels that he wrote later, despite the fact that his identity became widely known.

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