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ship comes; King Agna stands by the prow –
he brings as booty the King of Finland’s
daughter. The oak-tree spreads its branches over
their bridal chamber; at daybreak the oak-tree
bears King Agna, hanged in his long golden
chain: that is the bride’s work, and the ship
sails away again with her and the rescued Fins.
The clouds drive past – the years too.
Hunters and fishermen erect themselves huts;
– it is again deserted here, where the sea-birds
alone have their homes. What is it that so
frightens these numberless flocks? the wild
duck and sea-gull fly screaming about, there is
a hammering and driving of piles. Oluf Skötkonge
has large beams bored down into the
ground, and strong iron chains fastened across
the stream: "Thou art caught, Oluf Haraldson,[1]
caught with the ships and crews, with which
thou didst devastate the royal city Sigtuna;
thou canst not escape from the closed Mälar
lake!"
It is but the work of one night; the same
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