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Another piece of dialogue of the same type is
probably by the same poet:
Nickar (Woden).
Who are they that are riding on Revil’s steeds [ships]
over the high billows, the sounding sea?
The sail-coursers are splashed with foam,
The wave-horses cannot stand against the wind.
Regin.
Here are we Sigfred and I on our sea-trees [ships]
We have a fair wind for ...
The steep billows are breaking high over our bows.
The surge-coursers are plunging. Who is it that asketh?
Western Wolsung Lay, 23-34.
We were three brothers and sisters. We were deemed unyielding.
We went abroad; we followed Sigfred.
We roved about, each steered his own ship.
We sought adventures till we came east hither.
We slew kings ... we divided their land.
Nobles came to our hands [did homage to us]–it betokened their fear.
We called from the wood [inlawed] him whom we wished to justify.
We made him wealthy that had nought of his own.
Greenland Attila Lay, 354-6.
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