The Story of the Volsungs by Anonymous
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"Give kind heed to dead men, -- sick-dead, Sea-dead, or ~word-
dead; deal heedfully with their dead corpses. "Trow never in him for whom thou hast slain father, brother, or whatso near kin, yea, though young he be; `for oft waxes wolf in youngling'. "Look thou with good heed to the wiles of thy friends; but little skill is given to me, that I should foresee the ways of thy life; yet good it were that hate fell not on thee from those of thy wife's house." Sigurd spake, "None among the sons of men can be found wiser than thou; and thereby swear I, that thee will I have as my own, for near to my heart thou liest." She answers, "Thee would I fainest choose, though I had all men's sons to choose from." And thereto they plighted troth both of them. CHAPTER XXII. Of the Semblance and Array of Sigurd Fafnir's bane. (1) Now Sigurd rides away; many-folded is his shield, an blazing with red gold, and the image of a dragon is drawn thereon; and this same was dark brown above, and bright red below; and with even such-like image was adorned helm, and saddle, and coat-armour; |
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