Fridthjof's Saga; a Norse romance by Esaias Tegner
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Of riches for fortune's rich minions.
Here freedom and peace did in concord dwell, Kindly united; And all loved their father, the king, full well, For each might tell His mind in the thing,* none were slighted. *See glossary. Supreme in the Northland through thirty years His reign extended; Contented each went to his daily cares; At evening prayers The king's name in blessings ascended. King Ring moved his gold-stool back. From the board All there assembled Arose to attend on the royal word,-- Renowned where heard: But he sighed, and in accents that trembled, He said: "My lost queen is in Folkvang-hall On purple seated; But here on her grave is a grassy pall, While breathe o'er all The flowers with sweet odor freighted. "So queenly, so honored, so good and so fair, There's not another. |
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