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KNICKERBOCKER GALLERY.
Brenhilda, the peerless,
Sat high on the sand;
When, smack! o'er the water
In time double quick,
Great Alvar came down,
Like a thousand of brick.
Splash! into the ocean
The Vikingir sprung,
And pick-back the princess
O'er shoulders he flung:
Like an arrow he darted
The wild billows through,
And into the "Dragon,"
Brenhilda he threw,
  While all hands gave a
   yell and took drinks on the strength of it!

By the Gods of Valhalla!
I'm done for!" she cried.
"By Thor and by thunder!
You are!" he replied.
No more spake the maiden,
No more spake her lord,
But he stamped on the short deck
And brandished his sword.
"There's a sail to the leeward!
A sail in our path!
Do you hear! blood and brimstone!
Lok! blazes! and wrath!
The bier-sucker madness
Is boiling me through!"
Then he took a "long drink."
And right into it flew,
  While the Ravens all
   round took a horn and went at it.

Oh! then on the helmets
The death-biters rang,
While Alvar, the Raven,
Swore, murdered, and sang: