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FRITHIOF’S SAGA
Thine aid in strife may she not claim,
Fearful maiden, azure-eyed."
"What wouldst thou, Bjom? Assail my Queen,
Which dear from childhood’s days hath been,—
The noblest piece in all the game?
Her I ’11 defend, whate’er betide."
"What! Frithiof, wilt thou not reply?
And shall thy foster-father hie
Unheeded from thine hearth away
Because thy game is long to end?"
Then stood Frithiof up, and laid
Hilding’s hand in his, and said,
"Already hast thou heard me say
What answers to their prayers I send.
" Go, let the sons of Bele learn
That, since my suit they dared to spurn,
No bond between us shall be tied;
Their serf I never shall become."
"Well! follow on thy proper path;
111 fits it me to chide thy wrath:
All to some good may Odin guide,"
Hilding said, and hied him home.
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