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More than helmets and swords the shields in the hall were
resplendent；
White as the orb of the sun； or white as the moon's disk of
silver。
Ever and anon went a maid round the hoard； and filled up the
drink…horns；
Ever she cast down her eyes and blushed； in the shield her
reflection
Blushed； too； even as she； this gladdened the drinking champions。
II
A SLEDGE…RIDE ON THE ICE
King Ring with his queen to the banquet did fare；
On the lake stood the ice so mirror…clear；
〃Fare not o'er the ice；〃 the stranger cries；
〃It will burst； and full deep the cold bath lies。〃
The king drowns not easily；〃 Ring outspake；
〃He who's afraid may go round the lake。〃
Threatening and dark looked the stranger round；
His steel shoes with haste on his feet he bound；
The sledge…horse starts forth strong and free；
He snorteth flames； so glad is he。
〃Strike out；〃 screamed the king； 〃my trotter good；
Let us see if thou art of Sleipner's blood。〃
They go as a storm goes over the lake。
No heed to his queen doth the old man take。
But the steel…shod champion standeth not still；
He passeth them by as swift as he will。
He carves many runes in the frozen tide；
Fair Ingeborg o'er her own name doth glide。
III
FRITHIOF'S TEMPTATION
Spring is coming； birds are twittering； forests leaf； and smiles
the sun；
And the loosened torrents downward； singing； to the ocean run；
Glowing like the cheek of Freya； peeping rosebuds 'gin to ope；
And in human hearts awaken love of life； and joy； and hope。
Now will hunt the ancient monarch； and the queen shall join the
sport：
Swarming in its gorgeous splendor； is assembled all the Court；
Bows ring loud； and quivers rattle； stallions paw the ground
alway；
And； with hoods upon their eyelids； scream the falcons for their
prey。
See； the Queen of the Chase advances！ Frithiof； gaze not at the
sight！
Like a star upon a spring…cloud sits she on her palfrey white。
Half of Freya； half of Rota； yet more beauteous than these two；
And from her light hat of purple wave aloft the feathers blue。
Gaze not at her eyes' blue heaven； gaze not at her golden hair！
Oh beware！ her waist is slender； full her bosom is； beware！
Look not at the rose and lily on her cheek that shifting play；
List not to the voice beloved； whispering like the wind of May。
Now the huntsman's band is ready。 Hurrah！ over hill and dale！
Horns ring； and the hawks right upward to the hall of Odin sail。
All the dwellers in the forest seek in fear their cavern homes；
But； with spear outstretched before her； after them the Valkyr
comes。
。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。 。
Then threw Frithiof down his mantle； and upon the greensward
spread；
And the ancient king so trustful laid on Frithiof's knee his
head；
Slept as calmly as the hero sleepeth； after war's alarm；
On his shield； or as an infant sleeps upon its mother's arm。
As he slumbers； hark！ there sings a coal…black bird upon the
bough；
〃Hasten； Frithiof； slay the old man； end your quarrel at a blow：
Take his queen； for she is thine； and once the bridal kiss she
gave；
Now no human eye beholds thee； deep and silent is the grave；〃
Frithiof listens； hark！ there sings a snow…white bird upon the
bough：
〃Though no human eye beholds thee； Odin's eye beholds thee now。
Coward！ wilt thou murder sleep； and a defenceless old man slay！
Whatsoe'er thou winn'st； thou canst not win a hero's fame this
way。〃
Thus the two wood…birds did warble： Frithiof took his war…sword
good；
With a shudder hurled it from him； far into the gloomy wood。
Coal…black bird flies down to Nastrand； but on light； unfolded
wings；
Like the tone of harps； the other； sounding towards the sun；
upsprings。
Straight the ancient king awakens。 〃Sweet has been my sleep；〃 he
said；
〃Pleasantly sleeps one in the shadow； guarded by a brave man's
blade。
But where is thy sword； O stranger？ Lightning's brother； where
is he？
Who thus parts you； who should never from each other parted be？〃
〃It avails not；〃 Frithiof answered； 〃in the North are other
swords：
Sharp； O monarch！ is the sword's tongue； and it speaks not
peaceful words；
Murky spirits dwell in steel blades； spirits from the Niffelhem；
Slumber is not safe before them； silver locks but anger them。〃
IV
FRITHIOF'S FAREWELL
No more shall I see
In its upward motion
The smoke of the Northland。 Man is a slave：
The fates decree。
On the waste of the ocean
There is my fatherland； there is my grave。
Go not to the strand；
Ring； with thy bride；
After the stars spread their light through the sky。
Perhaps in the sand；
Washed up by the tide；
The bones of the outlawed Viking may lie。
Then； quoth the king；
〃'T is mournful to hear
A man like a whimpering maiden cry。
The death…song they sing
Even now in mine ear；
What avails it？ He who is born must die。〃
*****
THE CHILDREN OF THE LORD'S SUPPER
BY ESAIAS TEGNER
Pentecost； day of rejoicing； had come。 The church of the village
Gleaming stood in the morning's sheen。
On the spire of the bell
Decked with a brazen cock； the friendly flames of the Spring…sun
Glanced like the tongues of fire； beheld by Apostles aforetime。
Clear was the heaven and blue； and May； with her cap crowned with
roses；
Stood in her holiday dress in the fields； and the wind and the
brooklet
Murmured gladness and peace； God's…peace！ with lips rosy…tinted
Whispered the race of the flowers； and merry on balancing
branches
Birds were singing their carol； a jubilant hymn to the Highest。
Swept and clean was the churchyard。 Adorned like a leaf…woven
arbor
Stood its old…fashioned gate； and within upon each cross of iron
Hung was a fragrant garland； new twined by the hands of
affection。
Even the dial； that stood on a mound among the departed；
（There full a hundred years had it stood；） was embellished with
blossoms
Like to the patriarch hoary； the sage of his kith and the hamlet；
Who on his birthday is crowned by children and children's
children；
So stood the ancient prophet； and mute with his pencil of
iron
Marked on the tablet of stone； and measured the time and its
changes；
While all around at his feet； an eternity slumbered in quiet。
Also the church within was adorned； for this was the season
When the young； their parents' hope； and the loved…ones of
heaven；
Should at the foot of the altar renew the vows of their
baptism。
Therefore each nook and corner was swept and cleaned； and the
dust was
Blown from the walls and ceiling； and from the oil…painted
benches。
There stood the church like a garden； the Feast of the Leafy
Pavilions
Saw we in living presentment。 From noble arms on the church
wall
Grew forth a cluster of leaves； and the preacher's pulpit of
oak…wood
Budded once more anew； as aforetime the rod befo