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159 FRITHIOF’S SAGA
And prudent Frithiof clearly gave
The wisest answers forth.
And everything he truly tells,
Gives each his proper fame,
Like Saga, goddess bright, who dwells
In the shrine of holy Time.
And now doth Frithiof rehearse
His voyage, lately done;
How magic’s power, and Helge’s curse,
By him had been o’erthrown.
The vassals shout in joyous strain,
Loud laughs bold Angantyr,
And Frithiof greater glory gains
As higher rose the cheer.
But when of Ingborg, dear and fair,
The tale doth reach their ears,
So noble in her grief and care,
So lovely in her tears;
Deep sighs escape from laboring breast,
On fair cheeks blushes stand,
By every maiden fond is pressed
Her faithful lover’s hand.
And now, his mission to complete,
Doth Frithiof bold prepare,
Angantyr stirred not from his seat
But gave him hearing fair.
Then answered:—"I no homage do;
I and my race are free;
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