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XXIII
FRITHIOF WITH ANGANTYR
Now also ye the tale shall hear
How, with his vassals all,
Drank joyfully Yarl Angantyr
In the fir-wood fashioned hall.
In mirth and gladness sitting, he
The blue waves looked upon,
As down the sun sank in the sea,
Like to a golden swan.
In the deep bow of the window wide
Old Halvar, keeping ward,
With one eye viewed the spreading tide,
With one his mead did guard.
A habit strange the old man had—
He’d ever empty the cup,
And into the hall, with gesture sad,
For more would hold it up.
But now he cries, as the empty horn
Into the hall he throws,
"A ship upon the sea is borne,
Full heavily she goes;
Now seemeth she to tarry,
Now reacheth she the land;
Two mighty giants carry
The pale crew to the land."
O’er ocean’s wide dominions
The Yarl now looketh he;
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