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THE BATTLE OF STIKLESTAD
Than before.
His eyes like lightning-flashes
Struck, where he turned them;
Knew him the bonders
And flinched.
“On, on, King’s men,
Cross-men and Christ-men!”’
Shouted he, and the army
Rushed forward.
As when the freshet
Bursts in the springtime,
Over the hillside
They surged,
‘Trumpet-notes, war-cries,
Flashing of weapons,
Banners uplifted —
“On, on!
Press on, King’s men,
Cut down the bonders!”’
Heard they, then bore down
The foe,
Pressed them retreating
Until the foremost
Stood where the hindmost
Stood before.
First of all Arnljot,
Iamtland’s chieftain,
Afrafaste, Tore,
Beside him.
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