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out of the tomb; I am now better pleased, O prince, to have it, than if I had gotten all Norway.


Angantyr.

False woman, thou dost not understand that thou speakest foolishly of that in which thou doest rejoice: for Tirfing shall, if thou doest believe me, maid, destroy all thy offspring.


Hervor.

I must go to my seamen. Here I have no mind to stay longer. Little do I care, O royal ancestor, about what my sons may hereafter quarrel.


Angantyr.

Take and keep Hialmar’s bane, which thou shalt long have and enjoy: