Introductory Note
Project Gutenberg EPUB3 edition
Bellows, Henry Adams
For help from me | in his heart yet hoped
The high-born king, | might come to him.
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28. “Alone was I gone | to Geirmund then,
The draught to mix | and ready to make;
Sudden I heard | from Hlesey clear
How in sorrow the strings | of the harp resounded.
29. “I bade the serving-maids | ready to be,
For I longed the hero’s | life to save;
Across the sound | the boats we sailed,
Till we saw the whole | of Atli’s home.
30. “Then crawling the evil | woman came,
Atli’s mother— | may she ever rot! [479]
And hard she bit | to Gunnar’s heart,
So I could not help | the hero brave.
31. “Oft have I wondered | how after this,
Serpents’-bed goddess! | I still might live,
For well I loved | the warrior brave,
The giver of swords, | as my very self.
32. “Thou didst see and listen, | the while I said
The mighty grief | that was mine and theirs;
Each man lives | as his longing wills,—
Oddrun’s lament | is ended now.”
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