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SONGS FROM THE EDDA.
Nought were his eyen
Like to your eyen,
Nor in any wise
Went his visage with yours;
Though ye might deem you
Due kings of men.

“One I loved,
One, and none other,
The gold-decked may
Had no doubtful mind;
Thereof shall Atli
Wot full surely,
When he getteth to know
I am gone to the dead.

“Far be it from me,
Feeble and wavering,
Ever to love
Another’s love—
—Yet shall my woe
Be well avenged.”

Up rose Gunnar,
The great men’s leader,
And cast his arms
About the queen’s neck;
And all went nigh
One after other,
With their whole hearts
Her heart to turn.