HIALMAR SPEAKS TO THE RAVEN
"Tell her my love, thou dark bird ominous;
Give her my heart, no bloodless heart and vile,
But red, compact and strong, O raven. Thus
Shall Ylmer's daughter greet thee with a smile.
"Now let my life from twenty deep wounds flow,
And wolves may drink the blood. My time is done.
Young, brave and spotless, laughing-free I go
To sit where all the Gods are, in the sun."
"Le coeur de Hialmar" Leconte de Lisle.
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