Full resolution (JPEG) - On this page / på denna sida - Sidor ...
<< prev. page << föreg. sida << >> nästa sida >> next page >>
Below is the raw OCR text
from the above scanned image.
Do you see an error? Proofread the page now!
Här nedan syns maskintolkade texten från faksimilbilden ovan.
Ser du något fel? Korrekturläs sidan nu!
This page has never been proofread. / Denna sida har aldrig korrekturlästs.
116
ARNLJOT GELLINE
Wherever the wounded had crept for shelter,
Women’s hands
Succored them.
Among the men who the corpses scanned
Was Kalv Arnesson; his brothers
Found he alive. But they would not
Aid accept
From his hand.
Kalvy came up where Tore sat.
Lingering stood there, nothing saying.
“Here the King lies,’ whispered Tore;
“The King’s blood
Healed my wound.”
Held he his hand up in sight of Kalv.
Kalv said naught, away from him turning.
Then saw he Arnljot, stretched out before him,
The King’s body
Lay on his.
‘¢Great is the honor thou dost the King
‘Thus to rest him upon a robber.”
‘Tore uprose then: “ Was he a robber? —
Yet in faith
He served the King.”
<< prev. page << föreg. sida << >> nästa sida >> next page >>
