The Story of Sigurd the Volsung and the Fall of the Niblungs by William Morris
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I dwelt in the house of my father, and fair was the tide forsooth,
And ever I woke at the dawning, for folk betimes must stir, Be the meadows bright or darksome; and I drank of the whey-tub there As much as the heart desired; and now, though changed be the days, I wake athirst in the dawning, because of my wonted ways." Then laughed King Elf and answered: "A fashion strange enow, That the feet of the fair queen's-daughter must forth to follow the plough, Be the acres bright or darkling! But thou with the eyes of grey. What sign hast thou to tell thee, that the night wears into day When the heavens are mirk as the midnight?" Said she, "In the days that were My father gave me this gold-ring ye see on my finger here. And a marvel goeth with it: for when night waxeth old I feel it on my finger grown most exceeding cold, And I know day comes through the darkness; and such is my dawning sign." Then laughed King Elf and answered: "Thy father's house was fine; There was gold enough meseemeth--But come now, say the word And tell me the speech thou spakest awrong mine ears have heard, And that thou wert the wife of Sigmund the wife of the mightiest King." No whit she smiled, but answered. "Indeed thou sayst the thing: Such a wealth I had in my storehouse that I feared the Kings of men." He said: "Yet for nought didst thou hide thee; had I known of the matter then, As the daughter of my father had I held thee in good sooth, |
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