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j FRITHIOF’S SAGA 168
Wherefore ? Was it from the old man’s arms to steal away
his bride?
Honor, Frithiof, never sitteth nameless at the banquet
gay;
Frank and open is its visage, and its shield is bright as day.
"The dread alike of gods and men, to me a Frithiof far
was famed;
Shields he cleft; by him insulted, sacred shrines in ruin
flamed;
Soon with fierce array he ’11 come, I ever thought, to vex
my land,
And he came,—in beggar’s raiment, and a staff was in
his hand.
"Yet, wherefore turn away thy gaze? I, too, have felt
youth’s angry strife;
It is the time of Berserk-rage in each man’s
ever-struggling life:
In clash of arms its course must pass, until appeased its
fierce mood be:
Thy fault in pity I forget, since I have proved and
pardoned thee.
" Thou seest I am aged grown, and to the grave must soon
decline;
Then take to thee my realm, and take the Queen, for she
is thine.
Meanwhile, remain my son, and dwell within my palace
as before;
Guard me, thou swordless warrior; our ancient strife is
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