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Through gloomy paths unknown— Paths which untrodden be,From rock to rock I roam Along the dashing sea. BOWRING. * * * * * NORWICH:printed and published by jarrold and sons.1913 Contents. Preface Lines from Allan Cunningham to George Borrow The Death-raven. From the Danish of Oehlenslæger Fridleif and Helga. From the Danish of Oehlenslæger Sir Middel. From the Old Danish...
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SIGNELIL The Lady her handmaid to questioning took:“Why dost thou so sickly and colourless look?” But sorrow gnaws so sorely! “’Tis little wonder if sickly I’m growing, Malfred my lady!So much am I busied with cutting and sewing.” “Erewhile was thy cheek as the blooming rose red,But now thou art pale, even pale as the dead.” “To conceal the truth longer ’tis vain to essay,My...
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ODE TO GOD. From the Hebrew. Reign’d the Universe’s Master ere were earthly things begun;When His mandate all created, Ruler was the name He won,And alone He’ll rule tremendous when all things are past and gone;He no equal has nor consort, He the singular and loneHas no end and no beginning, His the sceptre, might, and throne;He’s my God and living Saviour, rock to which in need I run;He’s my...
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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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THE DALBY BEAR There goes a bear on Dalby moors,Oxen and horses he devours. The peasants are in deep distressThe laidly bear should them oppress. Their heads together at length they lay,How they the bear might seize and slay. They drove their porkers through the wood,The bear turn’d round as he lay at food. Outspoke as best he could the bear:“What kind of guests approach my lair?” Uprose the bear...
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ACT THE FIRST. BALDER and THOR are seated upon stones at some distance from each other. Both are armed—THOR with his hammer, and BALDER with spear and sword. BALDER. Land whose proud and rocky bosomBraves the sky continually! THOR. Where should strength and valour blossom,Land of rocks, if not in thee? BALDER. Odin’s shafts of ruddy levinBack from thy hard sides are driven;Never sun thy...
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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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THE FOUNTAIN OF MARIBOorTHE QUEEN AND THE ALGREVE The Algreve he his bugle wound The long night all—The Queen in bower heard the sound, I’m passion’s thrall. The Queen her little page address’d, The long night all—“To come to me the Greve request,” I’m passion’s thrall. He came, before the board stood he, The long night all—“Wherefore, O Queen, has sent for...
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THE GIANT OF BERNAND ORM UNGERSWAYNE It was the lofty Jutt of Bern O’er all the walls he grew;He was mad and ne’er at rest, To tame him no one knew. He was mad and ne’er at rest, No lord could hold him in;If he had long in Denmark stayed Much damage there had been. It was the lofty Jutt of Bern Bound to his side his glaive,And away to the monarch’s house he rode With the...
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INTRODUCTION Early in the present year Mr. Thos. J. Wise discovered among the miscellaneous MSS. of Borrow a fragment which proved to be part of a version of Oehlenschläger’s Gold Horns. His attention being drawn to the fact, hitherto unknown, that Borrow had translated this famous poem, he sought for, and presently found, a complete MS. of the poem, and from this copy the present text has been...
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