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BERGLIOT 53
Pride of the peasants
Snared in a pitfall,
Time-honored Tronder,
Tambarskelve.
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White-haired and honored,
Hurled to the hounds here, —
Our son beside him,
Eindride!
Up, up, ye peasants, he has fallen,
But he who felled him is living!
Have you not known me? Bergliot,
Daughter of Haakon from Hjorungavaag;—
Now I am Tambarskelve’s widow.
To you I appeal, peasant-warriors:
My aged husband has fallen.
See, see, here is blood on his blanching hair,
Your heads shall it be on forever,
For cold it becomes, while vain is your vengeance.
Up, up, warriors, your chieftain has fallen,
Your honor, your father, the joy of your children,
Legend of all the valley, hero of all the land,—
Here he has fallen, will you not avenge him?
Murdered with malice within the king’s hall,
The ting-hall, the hall of the law, thus murdered,
Murdered by him whom the law holds highest, —
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