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TWELFTH SONG
THE ARMY AWAKENS
Ur, my warriors, to prayer,
The sun is calling,
Greeting the chosen band
Which the Lord this day
Leads forth to battle.
Tormod Kolbrunarskald,
Lift up thy voice,
Build for the people a shining bridge
Stretching from peak to peak,
Build with thy lay
High over us and the vale
Visions in marching array
Of our forefathers forth-faring
To fight.”
Tormod rose to his feet,
Heeding the call,
Drove in a rustling flight
Out over the sleeping host
Bjarkemaal’s battle-clad maidens,
The air was filled with their spears,
In the sunshine they glittered and rang,
At the sound of his lay:
“Day is come up again,
Din the cock’s feathers;
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