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10 POEMS AND SONGS
“Oh, just come up so near, that I know you by the
scent!
Think not that by your jaw to earth I shall be bent!”
When first they met, ’t was scarce a bout at all,
Neither man was ready yet to try to get a fall.
The second time Hans Bugge slipped his hold.
“Are you tired now, Hans Bugge? The dance will soon
be bold.”
The third time Hans fell headlong, and forth the blood
did spurt.
“Why spit you now so much, man?” —“ Oh my, that fall
did hurt!’?—
Saw you a tree casting shadows on new-fallen snow?
Saw you Nils on a maiden smiling glances bestow?
Have youseen Tailor Nils when the dance he commences?
Are you a maiden, then go!—It’s too late, when you’ve
lost your senses.
VENEVIL
(FROM ARNE)
Farr Venevil hastened with tripping feet
Her lover to meet.
He sang, so it rang o’er the church far away:
“‘ Good-day ! Good-day!”
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