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THE LAY OF SIGURD.
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With all the trust that might be,
Trowed he in him.

“Wilt thou bewray Sigurd
For his wealth’s sake?
Good it is to rule
O’er the Rhine’s metal;
And well content
Great wealth to wield,
Biding in peace
And blissful days.”

One thing alone Hogni
Had for an answer:
“Such doings for us
Are naught seemly to do;
To rend with sword
Oaths once sworn,
Oaths once sworn,
And troth once plighted.

“Nor know we on mould,
Men of happier days,
The while we four
Rule over the folk;
While the bold in battle,
The Hun King, bides living.

“And no nobler kin
Shall be known afield,
If our five sons
We long may foster;