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j FRITHIOF’S SAGA 158
Then slowly aged Ring raised up his venerable head,
He touched the forehead of the boar, and vowing, thus he
said:
"Great Frithiof I will vanquish, whom none can stand
before,
So help me, Frey and Odin, and so help me, mighty Thor."
With haughty mien the stranger rose up quickly from his
seat,
His countenance all glowing with heroic anger’s heat;
He struck his sword upon the board, the hall reechoing
rang,
And up from every oaken seat each startled comrade sprang.
"Now hear thou, too, O King!" he cried, "my vow thus
uttered loud,
That Frithiof is akin to me, a worthy friend and good;
And Frithiof I will shelter against all the world arrayed,
So help me first my favoring Nome, and then my trusty
blade."
"Thou speakest boldly," smiled the King, "nor only once
to-day;
But frank and free each word shall be where I, as King,
bear sway.
Fill, consort mine, the horn with wine, and fill it of the best,
This stranger,let us hope,will bide the winter as our guest."
Then took the Queen the horn that on the board before
her stood,
(Which Ure’s forehead once adorned, a treasure rich and
good)
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