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IN THE CAMP
Cleanse with your blood
All your sins in my sacred cause.”
“« Ay, we are all of us minded to fight,
Ne’er in an orderly host have we striven.
Honor our quest, and honor, O King,
Is greatest with thee;
But this baptism suits us not.”
Answered the King: “If battle is all
Ye wish for, fight in the other army.
Here only those fight who trust in God,
Yield themselves up,
Conquer and fall in Jesus’ name.”
Finn sprang up, no longer he might
Restrain his impatience; but the King’s eyes,
Seeking out his, fixed them and held,
Until at last Finn
Again sat him down at the King’s feet.
Bjorn the dark-haired was sunk in thought,
His great and melancholy eyes were roving
Over the fires half-quenched around.
Just then a song
Slowly from the heath soared up.
The two brothers already away had turned,
Wondering gazed they at one another.
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