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Page 128 - Then in the giant's sister came, Who dared a bridal gift to claim : " Those rings of gold from thee I crave, If thou wilt all my fondness have, All my love and fondness have." Then Thrym, the king of the Thursi, said, " Bear in the hammer to plight the maid ; Upon her lap the bruiser lay, And firmly plight our hands and fay.
Page 138 - DUKE'S PALACE. [Enter DUKE, CURIO, LORDS; MUSICIANS attending.] DUKE. If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it; that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die.— That strain again;— it had a dying fall; O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet south, That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour.— Enough; no more; 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.
Page 128 - And all the cates, on which women feed ; And drank three firkins of sparkling mead. Then Thrym, the king of the Thursi, said : " Where have ye beheld such a hungry maid? Ne'er saw I bride so keenly feed, Nor drink so deep of the sparkling mead.
Page 20 - Greenland, once well colonized, to the eastern coast of Labrador. But does the latter country itself exhibit in modern times any vestiges of a higher civilization than we should expect to find if no Europeans had ever visited it? So at least the Jesuit missionaries inform us. They found the cross, a knowledge of the stars, a superior kind of worship, a more ingenious mind, among the inhabitants of the coast which is thought to have been colonized from Greenland. They even assure us that many Norwegian...
Page 127 - Giants, stand up ; let the seats be spread : Bring Freyia, Niorder's daughter, down, To share my bed, from Noatun. With horns all gilt each coal-black beast Is led to deck the giants' feast ; Large wealth and jewels have I stored ; I lack but Freyia to grace my board.
Page 65 - The Norwegians call the Elves Huldrafolk, and their music Huldraslaat : it is in the minor key, and of a dull and mournful sound. The mountaineers sometimes play it, and pretend they have learned it by listening to the underground people among the hills and rocks. There is also a tune called the Elf-king's tune, which several of the good fiddlers know right well, but never venture to play, for as soon as it begins both old and young, and even inanimate objects, are impelled to dance, and the player...
Page 73 - What is there remarkable in regard to that place?" said Gangler. "That ash," answered Jafnhar, "is the greatest and best of all trees. Its branches spread over the whole world, and even reach above heaven. It has three roots very wide asunder. One of them extends to the...
Page 126 - twere of silver, hold.' Away flew Loke ; the wing'd robe sounds, Ere he has left the Asgard grounds, And ere he has reached the Jotunheim bounds. High on a mound in haughty state Thrym the King of the Thursi sate; For his dogs he was twisting collars of gold, And trimming the manes of his coursers bold.
Page 128 - Loke, And thus the giant he bespoke; ' Nought has she slept for eight long nights, So did she long for the nuptial rites.
Page 127 - Wrath waxed Thor with godlike pride; ' Well may the Asi me deride, If I let me be dight as a blooming bride.' Then up spoke Loke, Laufeyia's son; ' Now hush thee, Thor; this must be done: The giants will strait in Asgard reign: If thou thine hammer dost not regain.