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j FRITHIOF’S SAGA
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"Pale Ingeborg’s entreaties
Have risen to Valhalla,—
Her knees my lily bended
Before the golden shrine.
The tears in her eyes so lovely,
The sighs of her swan-like bosom,
Have touched the hearts of immortals:
Now let us give them thanks."
But Ellida’s prow
Hath stricken with such force,
That slow she crawleth now,
A-weary of her course.
Weary too with dangerous sailing
Now are Frithiofs comrades bold,
E’en the swords they lean on, failing
Feeble forms erect to hold.
On sturdy shoulders Bjorn doth ferry
Four from Ellida to the land;
But mighty Frithiof eight doth carry
Down to the fire upon the strand.
"Blush not, pale companions,
Waves are sturdy Vikings,
And bitter’t is to battle
With the ocean maids.
See, the mead-horn cometh,
On feet of gold it circleth;
Our limbs benumb’d we ’11 warm again
With skal for Ingeborg."
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