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forward my ships into the Scotish gulphs? When I gained such abundant spoil for the beasts of prey?
“We fought with swords: I am still
full of joy, when I think that a banquet
is preparing for me in the palace of the
Gods. Soon, soon in the splendid abode
of Odin, we shall drink Beer out of
sculls of our enemies. A brave man
shrinks not at death. I shall utter no
words expressive of fear as I enter the
hall of Odin.
“We fought with swords. Ah! if my
sons knew the sufferings of their
father if they knew that poisonous
vipers tore his intrails to pieces! with
what ardour would they wish to wage
cruel war! For I gave a mother to my
children, from whom they inherit a
valiant heart.
“We fought with swords: but now I
touch upon my last moments. A serpent
already gnaws my heart. Soon shall my
sons black their swords in the blood of
Ella: their rage is in flame: those
valiant youths will never rest till they have
avenged their father.
