Frithiof's wooing by unknown artist 1907
"Out, Angurvadel, from thy sheath!”
Bright flashed the blade in the sunlight, the runes glowing fiery red. “Now, Angurvadel, let us see if any shall deny that thou at least art high-born and noble! As for thee, King Helge, stood we not upon this sacred mound, I would smite thee to the dust! Take heed, hereafter, that thou come not too near my blade!”
With one blow Frithiof clove in twain Helge’s golden shield, that hung upon an oak tree, and the two halves fell with a crash that awakened hollow echoes from the vault below.
“Well struck, my sword!” cried Frithiof; “hide now thy gleam and dream thou of exploits more noble!”
-The Frithiof Saga, Chapter V
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Bright flashed the blade in the sunlight, the runes glowing fiery red. “Now, Angurvadel, let us see if any shall deny that thou at least art high-born and noble! As for thee, King Helge, stood we not upon this sacred mound, I would smite thee to the dust! Take heed, hereafter, that thou come not too near my blade!”
With one blow Frithiof clove in twain Helge’s golden shield, that hung upon an oak tree, and the two halves fell with a crash that awakened hollow echoes from the vault below.
“Well struck, my sword!” cried Frithiof; “hide now thy gleam and dream thou of exploits more noble!”
-The Frithiof Saga, Chapter V
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| Frithiof's wooing by unknown artist 1907. |
Source/Quote:
http://www.gutenberg.org/files/59689/59689-h/59689-h.htm
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