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intreat his silent attention; while he is the subject of my song.
Listen, O prince, that I may swell the strain. If I can obtain but silence, many men shall know the atchievements of the king. Odin hath seen where the dead bodies lie.
The clash of arms increased about the edges of the shield. The goddesses of war had required this of him. The king was impetuous: he was distinguished in the tumult: a torrent flowed from his sword: the storm of weapons furiously raged.
The web of spears went furiously forward; thro’ the resounding ranks of shields; among the carcasses destined to
