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LITTLE ENGEL. It was the little Engel, he So handsome was and gay;To Upland rode he on a tide And bore a maid away. In ill hour he to Upland rode And made a maid his prize;The first night they together lay Was down by Vesteryse. It was the little Engel he Awoke at black midnight,And straight begins his dream to state In terror and affright. “Methought the wolf-whelp and his...
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THE KING’S WAKE To-night is the night that the wake they hold,To the wake repair both young and old. Proud Signelil she her mother address’d:“May I go watch along with the rest?” “O what at the wake wouldst do my dear?Thou’st neither sister nor brother there. “Nor brother-in-law to protect thy youth,To the wake thou must not go forsooth. “There be the King and his warriors gay,If me...
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ULF VAN YERN It was youthful Ulf Van Yern Goes before the King to stand:“To avenge my father’s death Lend me warriors of thy band.” “Of my kemps I’ll lend thee them Who to follow thee consent;Ask’st thou Vidrik Verlandson Thou wilt further thy intent. “I will lend thee of my men, Thou shalt have the very flower;Vidrik, and stark Diderik, Many kemps have felt their...
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GRIMMER AND KAMPER Grimmer walks upon the floor, Well can Grimmer wield his sword:“Give to me fair Ingeborg, For the sake of Christ our Lord.” “Far too little art thou, lad, Thou about thee canst not hack;When thou comest ’mong other kemps, Ever do they drive thee back.” “Not so little, Sire, am I, I myself full well can guard;When I fight with kempions I Gallantly...
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ERMELINE. With lance upraised so haughtily Sir Thunye rides from Alsey town;On land and main he was, I ween, A daring knight of high renown. Sir Thunye rides in good green wood, He fain will chase the nimble hare;And there he meeteth the Dwarf’s daughter, All with her band of maidens fair. Sir Thunye rides in good green wood, To chase the nimble hart and hind;And there he meets...
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THE EXPEDITION TO BIRTING’S LAND The King he o’er the castle rules, He rules o’er all the land;O’er many a hardy hero too, With naked sword in hand. Let the courtier govern his steed, The boor his thatchèd cot,But Denmark’s King o’er castles rules, For nobler is his lot. King Diderik sits on Brattingsborg, And round he looks with pride:“No one I know of in the...
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BROWN WILLIAM This ballad was written in consequence of the execution of William Christian, generally called William Donn, or Brown William, from the darkness of his complexion, who was shot at Hango Hill, near Castletown, in the Isle of Man, shortly after the Restoration, for alleged treason to the Derby family, who long possessed the sovereignty of Man. . . . The ballad of “Brown William,” which...
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AXEL THORDSON AND FAIR VALBORG. At the wide board at tables play, With pleasure and with glee aboundingThe ladies twain in fair array, The game they play is most astounding. How fly about the dies so small, Such sudden turnings are they making;And so does Fortune’s wheel withal, We scarcely know the route ’tis taking. Dame Julli grand, and Malfred Queen, At tables were their...
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THE BROTHER AVENGED I stood before my master’s board, The skinker’s office plying;The herald-men brought tidings then That my brother was murdered lying. I followed my lord unto his bed, By his dearest down he laid him;Then my courser out of the stall I led, And with saddle and bit arrayed him. I sprang upon my courser’s back, With the spur began to goad him;And ere I drew his...
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Song the First Sir Alf he is an Atheling,Both at Stevn and at Ting. Know ye little Alf? Alf he builds a vessel stout,For he will rove and sail about. Alf he builds a vessel high,The trade of pirate he will try. He draws on the sand a circle mark,And with a bound he gained the bark. Upon the prow Alf foremost stood,And Copenhagen’s koggers view’d. O’er the wide sea he flung a look,He knew the...
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