Excerpt from The Heimskringla, Vol. 3 of 3: Or, Chronicle of the Kings of Norway, Translated From the Icelandic of Snorro Sturleson, With a Preliminary Dissertation My wounds were bleeding as I rode And down below the bonders strode, Killing the wounded with the sword, The followers of their rightful lord. From wood to wood I crept along, Unnoticed by the bonder-throng Who knows, ' I thought, a day may come My name will yet be great at home.' 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.