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So into the strait
Where his foes lie in wait；
Gallant King Olaf
Sails to his fate！
Then the sea…fog veils
The ships and their sails；
Queen Sigrid the Haughty；
Thy vengeance prevails！
XIX
KING OLAF'S WAR…HORNS
〃Strike the sails！〃 King Olaf said；
〃Never shall men of mine take flight；
Never away from battle I fled；
Never away from my foes！
Let God dispose
Of my life in the fight！〃
〃Sound the horns！〃 said Olaf the King；
And suddenly through the drifting brume
The blare of the horns began to ring；
Like the terrible trumpet shock
Of Regnarock；
On the Day of Doom！
Louder and louder the war…horns sang
Over the level floor of the flood；
All the sails came down with a clang；
And there in the mist overhead
The sun hung red
As a drop of blood。
Drifting down on the Danish fleet
Three together the ships were lashed；
So that neither should turn and retreat；
In the midst； but in front of the rest
The burnished crest
Of the Serpent flashed。
King Olaf stood on the quarter…deck；
With bow of ash and arrows of oak；
His gilded shield was without a fleck；
His helmet inlaid with gold；
And in many a fold
Hung his crimson cloak。
On the forecastle Ulf the Red
Watched the lashing of the ships；
〃If the Serpent lie so far ahead；
We shall have hard work of it here；
Said he with a sneer
On his bearded lips。
King Olaf laid an arrow on string；
〃Have I a coward on board？〃 said he。
〃Shoot it another way； O King！〃
Sullenly answered Ulf；
The old sea…wolf；
〃You have need of me！〃
In front came Svend； the King of the Danes；
Sweeping down with his fifty rowers；
To the right； the Swedish king with his thanes；
And on board of the Iron Beard
Earl Eric steered
To the left with his oars。
〃These soft Danes and Swedes；〃 said the King；
〃At home with their wives had better stay；
Than come within reach of my Serpent's sting：
But where Eric the Norseman leads
Heroic deeds
Will be done to…day！〃
Then as together the vessels crashed；
Eric severed the cables of hide；
With which King Olaf's ships were lashed；
And left them to drive and drift
With the currents swift
Of the outward tide。
Louder the war…horns growl and snarl；
Sharper the dragons bite and sting！
Eric the son of Hakon Jarl
A death…drink salt as the sea
Pledges to thee；
Olaf the King！
XX
EINAR TAMBERSKELVER
It was Einar Tamberskelver
Stood beside the mast；
From his yew…bow； tipped with silver；
Flew the arrows fast；
Aimed at Eric unavailing；
As he sat concealed；
Half behind the quarter…railing；
Half behind his shield。
First an arrow struck the tiller；
Just above his head；
〃Sing； O Eyvind Skaldaspiller；〃
Then Earl Eric said。
〃Sing the song of Hakon dying；
Sing his funeral wail！〃
And another arrow flying
Grazed his coat of mail。
Turning to a Lapland yeoman；
As the arrow passed；
Said Earl Eric； 〃Shoot that bowman
Standing by the mast。〃
Sooner than the word was spoken
Flew the yeoman's shaft；
Einar's bow in twain was broken；
Einar only laughed。
〃What was that？〃 said Olaf； standing
On the quarter…deck。
〃Something heard I like the stranding
Of a shattered wreck。〃
Einar then； the arrow taking
From the loosened string；
Answered； 〃That was Norway breaking
From thy hand； O King！〃
〃Thou art but a poor diviner；〃
Straightway Olaf said；
〃Take my bow； and swifter； Einar；
Let thy shafts be sped。〃
Of his bows the fairest choosing；
Reached he from above；
Einar saw the blood…drops oozing
Through his iron glove。
But the bow was thin and narrow；
At the first assay；
O'er its head he drew the arrow；
Flung the bow away；
Said； with hot and angry temper
Flushing in his cheek；
〃Olaf！ for so great a Kamper
Are thy bows too weak！〃
Then； with smile of joy defiant
On his beardless lip；
Scaled he； light and self…reliant；
Eric's dragon…ship。
Loose his golden locks were flowing；
Bright his armor gleamed；
Like Saint Michael overthrowing
Lucifer he seemed。
XXI
KING OLAF'S DEATH…DRINK
All day has the battle raged；
All day have the ships engaged；
But not yet is assuaged
The vengeance of Eric the Earl。
The decks with blood are red；
The arrows of death are sped；
The ships are filled with the dead；
And the spears the champions hurl。
They drift as wrecks on the tide；
The grappling…irons are plied；
The boarders climb up the side；
The shouts are feeble and few。
Ah！ never shall Norway again
See her sailors come back o'er the main；
They all lie wounded or slain；
Or asleep in the billows blue！
On the deck stands Olaf the King；
Around him whistle and sing
The spears that the foemen fling；
And the stones they hurl with their hands。
In the midst of the stones and the spears；
Kolbiorn； the marshal； appears；
His shield in the air he uprears；
By the side of King Olaf he stands。
Over the slippery wreck
Of the Long Serpent's deck
Sweeps Eric with hardly a check；
His lips with anger are pale；
He hews with his axe at the mast；
Till it falls； with the sails overcast；
Like a snow…covered pine in the vast
Dim forests of Orkadale。
Seeking King Olaf then；
He rushes aft with his men；
As a hunter into the den
Of the bear； when he stands at bay。
〃Remember Jarl Hakon！〃 he cries；
When lo！ on his wondering eyes；
Two kingly figures arise；
Two Olaf's in warlike array！
Then Kolbiorn speaks in the ear
Of King Olaf a word of cheer；
In a whisper that none may hear；
With a smile on his tremulous lip；
Two shields raised high in the air；
Two flashes of golden hair；
Two scarlet meteors' glare；
And both have leaped from the ship。
Earl Eric's men in the boats
Seize Kolbiorn's shield as it floats；
And cry； from their hairy throats；
〃See！ it is Olaf the King！〃
While far on the opposite side
Floats another shield on the tide；
Like a jewel set in the wide
Sea…current's eddying ring。
There is told a wonderful tale；
How the King stripped off his mail；
Like leaves of the brown sea…kale；
As he swam beneath the main；
But the young grew old and gray；
And never； by night or by day；
In his kingdom of Norroway
Was King Olaf seen again！
XXII
THE NUN OF NIDAROS
In the convent of Drontheim；
Alone in her chamber
Knelt Astrid the Abbess；
At midnight； adoring；
Beseeching； entreating
The Virgin and Mother。
She heard in the silence
The voice of one speaking；
Without in the darkness；
In gusts of the night…wind
Now louder； now nearer；
Now lost in the distance。
The voice of a stranger
It seemed as she listened；
Of some one who answered；
Besee