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FOURTEENTH SONG
THE BATTLE OF STIKLESTAD
Tue King down set him,
His guards around him,
The foe awaiting
In calm.
The King his head rested
Upon Finn Arnesson,
Sank at once into slumber,
And saw
Bright and wonderful visions
Wavering in the heavens,
Saw the Lord’s host angelic
In the sun.
Building out of the sunbeams
A bridge, upward arching
Straight from the plain terrestrial
To God.
The King bore they with them,
Light as air uplifted
As on the wings of longing
To the light,
Up the effulgent ladder
Mounted he to heaven,
Through the infinite spaces,
Toward God.
Brighter grew the sunbeams,
Multiplied the angels,
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