The Story of the Volsungs by Anonymous
page 104 of 291 (35%)
page 104 of 291 (35%)
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Then answered Sigurd -- "Ne'er shall I flee, Though thou wottest me fey; Never was I born for blenching, Thy loved rede will I Hold aright in my heart Even as long as I may live." ENDNOTES: (1) The stanzas on the two following pages were inserted here from "Sigrdrifasmal" by the translators. (2) Goddesses. CHAPTER XXI. More Wise Words of Brynhild. Sigurd spake now, "Sure no wiser woman than thou art one may be found in the wide world; yea, yea, teach me more yet of thy wisdom!" She answers, "Seemly is it that I do according to thy will, and show thee forth more redes of great avail, for thy prayer's sake and thy wisdom ;" and she spake withal -- "Be kindly to friend and kin, and reward not their trespasses |
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