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OLAF TRYGVASON 45
SECRET LOVE
He gloomily sat by the wall,
As gaily she danced with them all.
Her laughter’s light spell
On every one fell;
His heartstrings were near unto rending,
But this there was none comprehending.
She fled from the house, when at eve
He came there to take his last leave.
To hide her she crept,
She wept and she wept;
Her life-hope was shattered past mending,
But this there was none comprehending.
Long years dragged but heavily o’er,
And then he came back there once more.
—Her lot was the best,
In peace and at rest;
Her thought was of him at life’s ending,
But this there was none comprehending.
OLAF TRYGVASON
Broan the sails o’er the North Sea go;
High on deck in the morning glow
Erling Skjalgsson from Sole
Scans all the sea toward Denmark:
“Cometh never Olaf Trygvason ?”
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